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Meet Twigs – Norway's new Trollfluencer

Hi! I’m Twigs! Nice to meet you!

Twigs

Trollfluencer

I’ve lived quietly in the Norwegian forest for 1,473 years, sharing my wisdom only with the trees and the wind.

Twigs

And now, I want to share my secret universe with you …

Twigs

Say hello to Twigs, the troll who discovered how humans use social media to share their favourite experiences, and decided to join in! After all, he knows Norway better than most, and he has 1,473 years of knowledge to share. As well as some important messages to us humans!

A glimmer in the moss

Twigs never planned on being seen by anyone other than the trees, the birds, and the occasional confused hiker. For 1,473 years he lived a quiet life in the Norwegian forest, collecting bits of wisdom the way other creatures collect berries.

But everything changed the day he wandered off his usual path and found something glowing in the moss. The strange object turned out to be an iPhone, and suddenly Twigs had a way to share his thoughts with more than just pinecones and squirrels. One swipe (accidental, of course) led to another, and before he knew it, he had stepped into the very beginning of an unexpected social media career.

At first I thought it was a tiny, trapped sun… So naturally, I poked it.

Twigs

The phone had so many videos of humans living their lives… So I thought, maybe I should show mine, too.

Twigs

Soon Twigs was filming waterfalls, sunrises and his own enormous, moss-tangled hands and feet.

And suddenly, somewhere between the dramatic Trollveggen and an unexpected selfie from Trollheimen, Twigs became a... Trollfluencer!

There’s so much beauty out here – light, stone, moss, and quiet magic – but humans don’t always see it. Maybe I can help with that.

Twigs

Being a troll is simple. Be kind, stay curious, and don’t step on mushrooms.

Twigs

What he thinks of humans

Twigs has watched humans his whole life – hikers, berry pickers, travellers stopping to breathe before climbing another ridge. He finds us fascinating and a bit confusing.

"You rush past trees that are 500 years old without looking," he says.

"You have so little time, yet you spend it staring at small screens. Trees stay interesting for centuries. Trust me."

But he is curious about us too, and he likes that we honor his kind:

"You name roads and fjords after us, like Trollstigen and Trollfjord! And not to mention, some of our most intimate body parts, which I have to admit that I find a bit strange. And that Grieg guy, who made the best Troll music ever… There where actually rumours that there was a human spy in the big mountain hall while the Dovre Giant held that big party that night."

A troll's dreams

If Twigs could be human for a day, he knows exactly what he’d do: He’d give chocolate another try.

Once, he found a half-eaten bar left on a rock and tasted it out of curiosity: sweet, crunchy, a little mysterious. But what puzzled him far more was the human habit of leaving half of it behind.

"Why throw away such treasure?" he wonders.

The truth about trolls

Many human myths have followed trolls through the ages, and Twigs has a few clarifications. The most important?

"Not all trolls turn to stone in sunlight! Some of us have actually developed a sort of resistance, so we can stay out in the lovely sun at least for a little while at a time. It makes my hair greener, too."

He’s sad for the many trolls who forgot to hide in time, though, and turned to stone because of it.

"I walk past them every day. Their faces are carved in nature forever, so we will never forget them. Here's a photo I took of my dear, old friend Hyndla."

He also insists that not all trolls are dangerous.

"We’re no scarier than humans. Some are kind, some are grumpy. Same as you."

And when, once-in-a-lifetime, you actually get the chance to interview a troll, there’s one question you simply have to ask…

Was Jutulhogget really carved by a giant in a single burst of fury, a colossal rip through the earth itself. So we asked Twigs: Is it true?

Twigs squints at the canyon, scratches his cheek, and thinks for a moment.

"Well… if a troll did make it, he was having a very bad day," he says.

"It’s a huge tear in the earth. You don’t do that by accident."

He leans in, lowering his voice like he’s sharing a secret.

"But I won’t name names. Trolls deserve their privacy."

And then, with a wink:

Also, you humans seem to enjoy guessing. So keep guessing.

Twigs

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