The Dovre Witch was a hunchbacked old woman who wore a silver belt, birch-bark shoes, and a leather jacket. Her pipe was filled with moss and she begged from the very poorest. Even though she begged, she was in fact a very wealthy witch. The Dovre Witch had the ultimate power and if she wanted, she could strike fear into any peasant who failed to satisfy her needs. On this particular afternoon, Dovre Witch was feeling very irritable after she was denied her prized ham by the Countess Marta.
As The Dovre Witch angrily made her way through the village; she could not have been in a worse state. Her teeth were on edge and her face was hot with rage. “How dare she disrespect me in that way,” the witch said to herself. Although she enjoyed giving …show more content…
Feeling relieved she had gotten so much done, she stepped into her cave hidden deep into the mountains. The Dovre Witch had been collecting these ingredients ever since she had encountered those hideous witches. Collecting all of these elements were exasperating, but she found joy in others’ suffering which made the task at hand easier to bare. She would have turned down doing anything for the witches except for the fact that Hecate, the goddess of witchcraft herself, had promised her in return what she wanted most- immortality. Although the Dovre Witch already had one of the longest lifespans of any living creature, she wasn’t immortal. If she were immortal, she would be unstoppable; she could do whatever she pleases; no one could deny her …show more content…
Wolf.” the witch said to the wolf.
“What do you want old hag?” replied the wolf in a rude tone.
“Well, I need something of yours and I’m willing to negotiate with you to get it.
“I’m not exactly in the mood to “negotiate” at the moment. Unless you have food for me I’ll be on my way”
“What kind of food are you wanting Mr. Wolf?”
“There’s this little girl in a red hood who’s heading to her granny 's. I want to eat the both of them. I can’t seem to get into her house without being chased away by that huntsman. He’s always carrying a knife or a gun and I can’t compete with that! I haven 't had a decent meal in weeks and I think I’m beginning to lose weight. A skinny wolf isn’t intimidating at all.”
“Well I’ll not only make you bigger and stronger, but I’ll put the huntsman in a deep sleep for three days. That should give you enough time to eat the granny and the girl plus, get away before the huntsman wakes up.”
“And what do you want in return?” the wolf asks suspiciously.
“It’s a very small price really. All I need is one of your teeth. It doesn’t need to be your biggest or sharpest tooth. Any one will do.”
“Well….” the wolf thought. “Ok fine. But how are you going
As The Dovre Witch angrily made her way through the village; she could not have been in a worse state. Her teeth were on edge and her face was hot with rage. “How dare she disrespect me in that way,” the witch said to herself. Although she enjoyed giving …show more content…
Feeling relieved she had gotten so much done, she stepped into her cave hidden deep into the mountains. The Dovre Witch had been collecting these ingredients ever since she had encountered those hideous witches. Collecting all of these elements were exasperating, but she found joy in others’ suffering which made the task at hand easier to bare. She would have turned down doing anything for the witches except for the fact that Hecate, the goddess of witchcraft herself, had promised her in return what she wanted most- immortality. Although the Dovre Witch already had one of the longest lifespans of any living creature, she wasn’t immortal. If she were immortal, she would be unstoppable; she could do whatever she pleases; no one could deny her …show more content…
Wolf.” the witch said to the wolf.
“What do you want old hag?” replied the wolf in a rude tone.
“Well, I need something of yours and I’m willing to negotiate with you to get it.
“I’m not exactly in the mood to “negotiate” at the moment. Unless you have food for me I’ll be on my way”
“What kind of food are you wanting Mr. Wolf?”
“There’s this little girl in a red hood who’s heading to her granny 's. I want to eat the both of them. I can’t seem to get into her house without being chased away by that huntsman. He’s always carrying a knife or a gun and I can’t compete with that! I haven 't had a decent meal in weeks and I think I’m beginning to lose weight. A skinny wolf isn’t intimidating at all.”
“Well I’ll not only make you bigger and stronger, but I’ll put the huntsman in a deep sleep for three days. That should give you enough time to eat the granny and the girl plus, get away before the huntsman wakes up.”
“And what do you want in return?” the wolf asks suspiciously.
“It’s a very small price really. All I need is one of your teeth. It doesn’t need to be your biggest or sharpest tooth. Any one will do.”
“Well….” the wolf thought. “Ok fine. But how are you going