When I’m out for my sunrise walks, it’s seldom that I approach one of the many bridges without making a quick stop to photograph the underside of the bridge.

The timbers, dark against the morning light, always look mysterious and a bit ominous.

I recall many stories from my childhood about trolls and ogres that lived under bridges.

What was it about the Fairy Tales of my generation that they had to include such frightening characters, and why is it that despite this, those stories were so well-loved?

“Fairy tales are more than true: not because they tell us that dragons exist, but because they tell us that dragons can be beaten.”

~ Neil Gaiman