"All this he saw, for one moment breathless and intense, vivid on the morning sky; and still, as he looked, he lived; and still, as he lived, he wondered."

The Three Stolen Princesses

Today’s post on my Patreon is the outline of a Galician folktale: it tells the story of a guy born with supernatural strength from the unwilling union of a woman with a bear, who battles the Devil, goes down a well and gets the girl.
Does it sound familiar?
Well, if it does, it might be because it reminds a bit of a Norse folktale, The Three Princesses in the Blue Mountain: I talked about it here a while ago.

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