Raiding the Giant’s Horde

100 Words of Speculation written over a background of fountain pen and printed text

Jaspar Fuzzy-Breeks, Jarl of Sofar, Chare, and the Boxen Isles, stretched. Winter had come to Ut-Garden, bringing cold and damp to the very sill of his hall. And, as they did every year, the thumb-giants had failed to drive it back.

Una the Deep Meowing counselled yowling at the winter, but Jaspar favoured a different course. He would sleep until the thumb-giants opened the door of Nom. Then he would feast and fight until the hour when the thumb-giants settled back onto their resting places.

The moment they did, he would steal the thumb-giant’s heat.

And then sleep some more.

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5 thoughts on “Raiding the Giant’s Horde

    1. You really need to pare everything down to fit a story into 100 words, so they can take a moment if you don’t share one of the automatic assumptions the author made.

      I’m hoping that writing lots of them and seeing what comments I get will help me identify the bits of story that are essential or unnecessary.

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