Trolls

The 7 Trolls and the Magic Tower: By Thomas Dambo
Seven Scandinavian trolls took up residence in a 'Magic Troll Forest'. But you have nothing to fear: the giants may look big – between four and eighteen meters high – and tough, in real life they are sweet and do not harm a fly. At the request of Tomorrowland and De Schorre, Danish artist Thomas Dambo brought the trolls to life. With old pallets, recycled wood, broken branches and fallen trees.

Once upon a time there were seven good friends, sometimes together and sometimes separately.
They loved their riverside home in the woods with all their hearts.
The seven giant scrolls were the size of pine trees.
And they had seen the sun set and rise countless times.
Una and Jeuris, friends for life, mused in the grass.
Staring at the clouds, talking about how everything used to be.
Mikil was as strong as a dragon and always on his feet.
Kamiel wore a mask, one for each day.
Arvid carved his desires into old trees.
Hannes made pearls of clay to show to everyone.
Little Nora sees the sun rise every day,
With her young hair in a ponytail, she still has plenty of time to dream.
They could see far beyond the forest, all the way to where the future began.
They saw civilizations perish and new ones arise.
They watched the mountains grow, turn into ice, melt again and burn up.
Fish turned into birds and the continents shifted.
And now they saw those little people with their deeds so powerful,
remembering a danger to all the work of eternity.
The trolls got scared, because life was far too rare
to stop tomorrow and no longer exist
And so the seven trolls came together on the mountain tops,
to create the new and stop the old.
Kamiel exclaimed, "Let's help them make themselves better, more precise and faster,
The little ones mean well, but they're not clever yet."
"We're building them a tower the size of a troll
and show them that all beings inside are the same and loving."
They worked all winter and by summer they were done.
They let the little people in with a greeting gesture.
Those little people climbed to the top and opened their eyes.
Far beyond the forest, the mountains and the sky, they looked delighted.
They peered into the future, with a tear here and there.
And no one knows what they saw, but in the eyes the truth remains...