i find our troll face down in the swamp, like that painting by millais, ophelia, blue hair billowing out in the clear spring water. i rescue her, (for now she's a her, a pre-raphaelite troll. being free of genitalia, her sex is fluid), and place her on a raft in the center of the swamp. before leaving i ask the swamp air around her, are you o.k. here?