THE HOBGOBLIN’S FEAST

After seven days he came upon a clearing in the forest.

Ten small hutches had been made, with moss and twigs for roofs, arranged in a circle around a campfire.

‘You have been busy,’ he said, poking at the dying embers. They were still warm, they couldn’t be far.

He raised his large nose into the air. It was there faintly, the scent he had been following. The smell of tasty little children. The hobgoblin licked his lips.

‘I’m coming to get you,’ he shouted and set off through the trees.

Samuel watched the hunched figure disappear. ‘It worked,’ he whispered, ‘he’s gone the wrong way.’ He shimmied down the branches to the ground. The others followed.

‘What now?’ Nathaniel asked. Samuel looked at the rag-tag bunch, all dressed in the pyjamas they had been wearing when they were taken from their beds.

‘We have to find our way out of the forest. Come on.’

They turned to leave.

‘Hello children,’ the hobgoblin stepped out from behind a tree. ‘Not so smart after all.’

He swiped with his large net, capturing Samuel.

‘Run,’ Samuel cried. The others scattered.

The hobgoblin sneered at Samuel. ‘I’ll get you one at a time if I must.’


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Copyright Eric Wiklund

Written as part of Sunday Photo Fiction. Write a story of around 200 words based on the photo prompt given (above). Hosted by Al Forbes. For more details visit HERE.

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25 responses to “THE HOBGOBLIN’S FEAST”

  1. Excellent story! My only complaint was that I wanted to read more. :p

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  2. Noooo. Samuel better escape or I’ll hold you responsible 😠

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    1. I think this is not the end of the story, perhaps the others will launch a rescue attempt!

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  3. That didn’t end well.

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    1. I imagine the other children will regroup and launch a rescue mission…perhaps.

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  4. How nasty! I’ll never drink a pint of Hobgoblin again.

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    1. Always struck me as a strange name for a beer…

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  5. I guess hobgoblins have to eat too.

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  6. That’s a mighty smart Hobgoblin. He must be a general. Great tension in the chase. A very exciting story from start to finish.

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  7. Horrible hobgoblin!

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    1. Perhaps just misunderstood?

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    I enjoyed reading this

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  9. While our instinct will make us side with the kids, the Hobgoblin has a much superior intellect and is an apex predator, so the odds will forever be in his favour 🙂 Love such wicked tales 🙂

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    1. Haha, love it, the apex predator indeed!

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  10. I guess we can expect that kind of behavior from a hobgoblin. I certainly hope Samuel escapes from him. Good writing, Iain. 🙂 — Suzanne

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  11. Hideous creatures, them hobgoblins. Good story Iain. Leaves you wanting more.

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