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Fee and the Giant
Just Friends Fairy Tales — #1
Ophelia awoke in the clouds.
It was bright up here, so close that she felt almost as if she could touch the sun with her fingertips. If she had been back in her bed, she would have thought she had reached the realm of the angels — those faraway places she had once dreamt of long ago when her mother had been alive. But those days were long gone. There were no more feasts, no more celebrations, no more days of wonder.
“You did not bring me a tribute, did you?”
The voice was like the rumble of a storm cloud. Fee looked up to see a man who stood ten-feet tall — so tall that his face was suffused in shadows — until her neck hurt from trying to crane it.
“N-no,” she said, her voice trembling. “What did you want me to bring?”
I don’t even know how I ended up here.
The air rumbled — but this time it was from laughter. “Gifts,” the giant said. “Anything and everything I can’t find up in the clouds.”
Fee stared, uncertain, till she said, “I don’t know what you expect me to bring. I was once a princess, but now I’m just the ward of a poor farmer and his wife. They try to take care of me, but they have no idea what universes exist inside my mind.”
