Excerpt From Neil Gaiman's "Troll Bridge"

He was huge: his head brushed the top of the brick arch. He was more or less translucent: I could see the bricks and trees behind him, dimmed but not lost. He was all my nightmares given flesh. He had huge strong teeth, and rending claws, and strong, hairy hands. His hair was long, like one of my sister’s little plastic gonks, and his eyes bulged. He was ♥♥♥♥♥, and his ♥♥♥♥♥ hung from the bush of gonk hair between his legs.