In
a land made completely of mystery, there lived many creatures. The
most sophisticated race was the giant, and they were everywhere.
Thought there was one giant, who was the most brilliant giant of all.
Giants were mainly peaceful creatures, but if anything were to steal or
wrong them, they would rip them apart. Giants were extremely resistant
to the cold, and lived at the peaks of mountains. This one giant, his
name was Cornelius, and he was descending into madness. He felt that he
was crowded by stupidity, and that he was far more superior to the
others.
Cornelius
lived in a cave, because he seemed to be the only giant without a great
resistance to the cold. This happened to be a great problem, because
his father was Ymir, lord of the ice giants. Ymir felt ashamed of his
son and pushed him to do other things with his brethren. Cornelius
would not associate himself with other giants, he preferred seclusion.
So he would let the days pass by, sitting in his cave. Constantly
thinking of a way to get off the mountain without freezing to death. He
had tried many times to leave, but was always stopped by his father,
who forbid him to leave.
Cornelius
thought of a plan though, this time, one that would work for sure. He
would take the bark from the sleeping tree at his camp, and use it as a
sled to get down the mountain. Cornelius fashioned a blade out of stone
and cut the bark off. He went to the safety of his cave and waited for
the right time. Within a week, his father and most of the giants went
hunting, Cornelius took his opportunity, and sled down the mountain. He
had to dodge trees and rocks and strange new animals he had never seen.
Near the bottom, he hit a rock, and his sled broke into pieces.
Cornelius was sent tumbling down the final hill, and landed in a hot
spring. He found the perfect spot for him to live out his days. There
was a cave, it was warm, and he was with peaceful creatures.
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