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Here’s a WIP from NaNoWriMo 2017, currently titled King Under the Mountain. Set in Casper, Wyoming, in a world where goblins trade in magical goods with humans, traveling from their world to ours through stone circle gates. But if humans aren’t wary in their dealings with goblins, they can find themselves stolen away!
Stephanie and Alix, cousins, are biking home from a party, a bit drunk, and Stephanie vanishes in a ring of toadstools. Alix packs up her backpack, and calls for the King Under the Mountain–a goblin appears in the circle and after she states her claim on her cousin, vanishes. I skipped over the goblin guards escorting her to the gate.
Alix hesitated a moment, staring at the gate, then she clutched the straps of her backpack, and stepped forward. One step, and the stones loomed around her, the dark forest pressing in above, and then the next step she stood in completely different, sun-drenched area, sky stretching hotly blue from horizon to horizon, broken by the branches of an enormous cedar tree piercing the sky.
Behind her, the woman stepped from thin air, onto the beach. The man, Zimmah, stood a few feet away, arms folded, scowling in her general direction.
Suddenly too warm, she tugged off her sweater, folded it haphazardly, and stuffed it into her backpack.
Next to Alix, the woman cleared her throat, “Are you paying attention to me, human?”
“I’m listening,” Alix tore her gaze away from the improbable sea.
“There will be dangers on your path, and obstacles you must pass. Three obstacles, and three opportunities for help to get through these obstacles. You must keep your eyes open, for assistance does not always appear in a form that is easy to recognize, and if you pass it by, and you will likely fail in your rescue attempt.”
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I took inspiration from “The Ballad of Tam Lin,” and Christina Rosetti’s “Goblin Market.” The idea of people being stolen away, and a loved one journeying to get them back (though Tam Lin was stolen by the Queen of the fairies), and the bustling goblin markets with their dangerous fruit from Rosetti’s poem sparked this adventure. Alix and Stephanie are college freshman, 18 and 19 respectively, and cousins sharing a dorm room. They have just left an off-campus party where they did some drinking, and are biking back to the dorms in the evening.