Late last night, while I was being perfectly normal and staring at the ceiling of my room trying to sleep, I heard a rumbling. Now, I knew it couldn't be a dragon. Dragons tend to have wings, so they make hurricanes. Not to mention they love to set everything on fire.
So I heard this rumbling and turned on the lamp next to my bed. I'm not sure why, I think it just made me more of a target. You see, what happened next was a bit unnerving. Our roof was ripped off.
There I was, in my nightgown, staring at a gruff looking man who towered over my home. So, I did the only logical thing to do - I screamed and ran.
Not that it helped at all, I mean the giant just plucked me out of my room before I even reached the door. I don't remember much after that, outside getting shoved into what I believe was a pocket. There was a bit of jostling up against a wallet that was as tall as I am - and I am a bit tall for most humans.
I suppose it must have calmed down at some point, because the next thing I remember is waking up because someone was shining a very bright light at me. Until I remembered everything that had happened, and realized that the bright light was, in fact, the giant having pulled me out of his pocket and was now staring at me. As I came to my senses, I was filled with dread. I thought he was going to eat me! I had heard the stories of the princesses, princes and even plain villagers who had been taken by giants to be used in cooking, and by the Gods, I was not going to let that happen to me!
I tried to scramble away, but I figured out rather quickly he was still standing. I figured that out after I tried to run off his hand, so I was left dangling off the side of his palm. He laughed me then, which shook his hand and nearly shook me off. I didn't lose my grip, though. He grabbed me and set me on a table before that happened. I knew it was a table because I was right next to the salt and pepper shakers he owned.
I tried to run again, but he was having none of that. After grabbing something from nearby, he picked me up. I finally got a good look at him once I stopped trying to struggle free from his grip.
He actually didn't look very old. My father has seen about forty winters, and my kidnapper didn't look like he had even seen thirty. He had brown hair that looked like it needed a good brushing, and brown eyes. Rather boring, actually.
Anyway, after he went about business I wasn't paying attention to, he set me down. It got a bit darker, and when I looked around, I realized I was in a box. Before I could protest, the lid was put on and I was left in complete and utter darkness again.
The box was moved, I assume. I was shifted around a lot. This time, however, I was wide awake. It was several long hours of pacing, and rocking back and forth in a tight, dark space. In my nightdown, I'll remind you.
There were a lot of shouts outside. Very loud shouts. Children, was what I guessed. My box was moved again, and my guess proved to be correct. The lid was taken off my box, and I stared into the wide blue eyes of a rather chubby girl with red curly hair. She squealed.
To say the sound hurt my ears would be grossly understating the amount of pain that went through them as this young girl proceeded to scream at me in joyous tones. I was grabbed rather rudely from where I was standing and holding my ears, with a lot less care then the man I had previously seen had done.
"You really got me a princess, Daddy!?"
The little girl hugged me tight enough to her chest that I was struggling to breath. There was a low chuckle somewhere off to my left.
"All the way from Aliwak," came the reply. I managed to get a look at who was talking, and was not at all surprised to find it was the giant who had captured me.
After getting gawked at by the young giantess, I was passed around to all her friends, who seemed just as interested in me as the first girl. I was poked, prodded, shaken, and almost eaten at one point. Thankfully, as the girl went to chew on me, the giant who had captured me grabbed me.
"Alright, Lesia. You and your friends go play outside, I'll put your new princess in your toy house."
The girl lit up, and looked at the gathered friends she had, "Let's go swing on the tire!"
With that, many feet went pattering rather loudly across the floors. I was taken to a room at the end of a hall. It was brightly lit, and colored with a light purple paint. I had to admit it was pretty. Stuffed animals lined the walls, and in one corner of the room sat a small cottage. When I was set down in front of it, I turned on my heels and crossed my arms. The look I received in reply makes me believe my captor had been waiting for this.
"What in the name of the seven gods is going on here!?" I shouted, hoping my voice would carry. "You pluck me out of my home, and expect me to just pretend to be some girl's doll!?"
"That," The man whispered, though it still sounded fairly loud to me, "Is exactly what I expect you to do. I am hoping to keep the peace and quiet around here, and my daughter wanted a princess."
"Oh, just wait unti--"
This is when I realized this giant had said "All the way from" when referring to my kingdom. Generally you don't say that when you are simply one kingdom away from the original point.
"Where are we?"
"The Jul Swamp. I believe it is about a moon's fade in travel for your kind to reach from where I picked you up."
I sat down. It is a moon's fade to get between Aliwak and here, and that was by car without stopping. When I didn't say anything, the giant simply laughed.
"What's your name, Princess?"
"Victoria Aliwak." I replied in a rather dead tone. He laughed again, and I suppose when it was obvious I wasn't going to say more, he left.
I can write now, because despite this dollhouse of his daughter's being a cottage, they still have a computer in here. Not like anyone can save me through the internet, but at least someone will know.
The young girl just went to sleep. Her father read her a bedtime story about dragons. I actually think I use to read it myself.
He also promised he would get her other toys so her princess wouldn't be lonely.
This is just lovely.
Not that it helped at all, I mean the giant just plucked me out of my room before I even reached the door. I don't remember much after that, outside getting shoved into what I believe was a pocket. There was a bit of jostling up against a wallet that was as tall as I am - and I am a bit tall for most humans.
I suppose it must have calmed down at some point, because the next thing I remember is waking up because someone was shining a very bright light at me. Until I remembered everything that had happened, and realized that the bright light was, in fact, the giant having pulled me out of his pocket and was now staring at me. As I came to my senses, I was filled with dread. I thought he was going to eat me! I had heard the stories of the princesses, princes and even plain villagers who had been taken by giants to be used in cooking, and by the Gods, I was not going to let that happen to me!
I tried to scramble away, but I figured out rather quickly he was still standing. I figured that out after I tried to run off his hand, so I was left dangling off the side of his palm. He laughed me then, which shook his hand and nearly shook me off. I didn't lose my grip, though. He grabbed me and set me on a table before that happened. I knew it was a table because I was right next to the salt and pepper shakers he owned.
I tried to run again, but he was having none of that. After grabbing something from nearby, he picked me up. I finally got a good look at him once I stopped trying to struggle free from his grip.
He actually didn't look very old. My father has seen about forty winters, and my kidnapper didn't look like he had even seen thirty. He had brown hair that looked like it needed a good brushing, and brown eyes. Rather boring, actually.
Anyway, after he went about business I wasn't paying attention to, he set me down. It got a bit darker, and when I looked around, I realized I was in a box. Before I could protest, the lid was put on and I was left in complete and utter darkness again.
The box was moved, I assume. I was shifted around a lot. This time, however, I was wide awake. It was several long hours of pacing, and rocking back and forth in a tight, dark space. In my nightdown, I'll remind you.
There were a lot of shouts outside. Very loud shouts. Children, was what I guessed. My box was moved again, and my guess proved to be correct. The lid was taken off my box, and I stared into the wide blue eyes of a rather chubby girl with red curly hair. She squealed.
To say the sound hurt my ears would be grossly understating the amount of pain that went through them as this young girl proceeded to scream at me in joyous tones. I was grabbed rather rudely from where I was standing and holding my ears, with a lot less care then the man I had previously seen had done.
"You really got me a princess, Daddy!?"
The little girl hugged me tight enough to her chest that I was struggling to breath. There was a low chuckle somewhere off to my left.
"All the way from Aliwak," came the reply. I managed to get a look at who was talking, and was not at all surprised to find it was the giant who had captured me.
After getting gawked at by the young giantess, I was passed around to all her friends, who seemed just as interested in me as the first girl. I was poked, prodded, shaken, and almost eaten at one point. Thankfully, as the girl went to chew on me, the giant who had captured me grabbed me.
"Alright, Lesia. You and your friends go play outside, I'll put your new princess in your toy house."
The girl lit up, and looked at the gathered friends she had, "Let's go swing on the tire!"
With that, many feet went pattering rather loudly across the floors. I was taken to a room at the end of a hall. It was brightly lit, and colored with a light purple paint. I had to admit it was pretty. Stuffed animals lined the walls, and in one corner of the room sat a small cottage. When I was set down in front of it, I turned on my heels and crossed my arms. The look I received in reply makes me believe my captor had been waiting for this.
"What in the name of the seven gods is going on here!?" I shouted, hoping my voice would carry. "You pluck me out of my home, and expect me to just pretend to be some girl's doll!?"
"That," The man whispered, though it still sounded fairly loud to me, "Is exactly what I expect you to do. I am hoping to keep the peace and quiet around here, and my daughter wanted a princess."
"Oh, just wait unti--"
This is when I realized this giant had said "All the way from" when referring to my kingdom. Generally you don't say that when you are simply one kingdom away from the original point.
"Where are we?"
"The Jul Swamp. I believe it is about a moon's fade in travel for your kind to reach from where I picked you up."
I sat down. It is a moon's fade to get between Aliwak and here, and that was by car without stopping. When I didn't say anything, the giant simply laughed.
"What's your name, Princess?"
"Victoria Aliwak." I replied in a rather dead tone. He laughed again, and I suppose when it was obvious I wasn't going to say more, he left.
I can write now, because despite this dollhouse of his daughter's being a cottage, they still have a computer in here. Not like anyone can save me through the internet, but at least someone will know.
The young girl just went to sleep. Her father read her a bedtime story about dragons. I actually think I use to read it myself.
He also promised he would get her other toys so her princess wouldn't be lonely.
This is just lovely.
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