The realisation that dawned on Alves was not something he could trade for anything. And the succeeding facts which kept growing at the stem of his consciousness made things even more bothersome for him. So much that he didn't know which of the actions to choose yet. All he could do was just wonder. Perhaps in the next few seconds he would get a grip. "I have to do this on my own."It occurred to be a sort of question but then made its way out as a statement. "I have to obtain the what?"He still was reluctant to accept what he had just seen displayed before him. Perhaps because of the urgency and the suddenness. But then he had seen things more than that.He was up on his feet. His face was straight and long. Slowly he was beginning to embrace the turn of event. He looked it. He puffed a wave of warm air and turned in the direction of the waterfall. He took gentle steps towards the cliff of the mountain. He looked across the space to the other mountain. His eyes trailed off the si
Though Alves had no idea what to do at first, but one thing which was certain was that he didn't waver. He didn't even break a sweat. His breath didn't tremble let alone his body quake. There was a deep assurance within him that ruled out and subdued every form of fear there ever could be in the entire world.Knowing fully well that he couldn't catch every of the giants in one gaze, he decided to look at his front alone. Each giant was as tall as an average palm tree and three times thicker. Each was wearing a piece of cloth that reached from his shoulders to his waists. No trousers, but the piece of cloth reached to cover their heavy balls. The stench which came with the gaint was more than suicidal. It smelled like dungs mixed with the foulest chemicals of all time. It could make a random man pass out. But lucky enough for Alves, he wasn't a human. Not at that moment. It was his Ri that was taking the show. Not only were the giants mighty heavy and threatening to look upon, but
"I'm dead today..."Alves couldn't tell if he had really lost hope or those words were just imposters to the ones he had meant to say. He could feel his body dangling fiercely in the air, as that particular giant held him by the two legs. The weight and grip was so sudden and rough that Alves felt like his legs would be ripped off his body. It felt like he would be made into a cripple in the blink of an eye. It felt scary and threatening at the same time. But the uncontrollable descent of all the giants, including the one who had snatched Alves from the giant with the ring. They couldn't control how they fell. So everyone of the giants, kept falling so helplessly that they couldn't hold their posture up with any aid. No rock or mountain side reaching out to their aids. Splash! Rumble! Boom! All the giants gradually fell into the waterfall one after the other. The water ws6s raging so much that it crashed against the body of rocks splattered across the deep body of water. Alves h
"How do I obtain this crown?"Alves threw the dead worm away. It was pretty big. He was deep in thoughts. He had a lot to be worry about, yet at the same time he had just little to worry about. To think that he could hold unto one thing and let the rest go was a feeling that tend to be surreal but then remote. "They are unbelievably strong and tall. Obviously they won't go down without a fight."He took a sharp breath. He allowed the thoughts to pace his mind for quite a while. He was trying to draw an inference. "I think I'm not getting it right. It seems that's why it feels like an impossible task for me."He was pushing the thoughts around his mind. He was spinning and wishing that at least a helpful thought would get him out of the mess. But he couldn't be quite sure yet. "It seems like getting worried about all of them is what causes the worry."Alves nodded. He was beginning to get what he wanted. What seemed to be remote suddenly appeared to be in his reach. "I should only
"Tame?""How?""How am I supposed to do that..."Alves had a lot going on in his head and the words kept falling out of his lips of their own accords. But then he realised that he had more than that to worry about. Suddenly, he struggled with all the strength in him. He felt a great force pulling him by the collar, in a slide off the paw of the huge lion. He went sliding away. About a metre away from where the lion had originally pinned him down to. He puffed first before he made out the words,"What was that?"He couldn't be sure what to think. One thing which was certain was the fact that he didn't pull himself. It must be his Ri pulling off the pressure of the paw of the lion. He raised his head looking at the lion. The creature, even distant from him, looked quite huge. "Tame it? Did that motherfucker say Tame it?"Alves wanted it all to be a lie but he couldn't draw the inference. "A tool? My tool? What does it mean by that? What tool is it talking about?"The more Alves tho
"Oh shit, he is looking at me..."Alves didn't know what to do. He couldn't even think of something. He was seated on the branch of the tree, both of his legs were outstretched on the branch. It was a lucky posture for him, but he didn't know for how long. There was a giant beneath him, whose height got to that branch of the tree. The neck of the giant had been pushed towards his position, and the eye of the gaint was creeping him out. Alves didn't need anyone to tell him that he had been discovered by the giant. But then something quite interesting happened. While he had given up and was thinking of how to buy himself a new life or a way out of this unanticipated havoc, he realised that the giant was sniffing. Alves decided to say still for a while. For a fact, he couldn't really tell what was happening, but he could feel deep within himself that things were beginning to work in his own favour. It was a strong feeling which he couldn't throw away. He felt the tip of the nose of
"Hey don't go. Where are you going? You are supposed to stay."Alves called on top of his voice as he watched the lion walk away. He wished he could do something. Anything at all. But there was nothing coming. He couldn't reach a definite reaction. "She shouldn't walk away. This isn't part of the plan is it?"He kept staring at the lion. The lion kept walking till it was out of sight, walking into another cut in the shrubs. "Didn't I tame her? Did I tame her yet?"Alves wasn't really sure of what to say. He was clueless on what to do next. "If I didn't tame her, she would had killed me or hurt me, or something."Alves took few steps forward. It was as though he was trying so hard to reach at something which naturally seemed to be remote to him. "But then why did she walk away? Was I supposed to say something to her, to make her stay? Perhaps she understands a different language?"Alves didn't want to waste his time any further. He did have quite a lot to do. He couldn't even tell
"Where the hell did you come from? I thought you left? How did you get here before me?"Alves knew that he was being illogical with the loads of questions he was asking, yet he just wanted to make meaning of it. He had struggled with his brain to quit thinking about the possibility of the lion being the one who almost hit him off the branch of the tree the other time. And now what?He had travelled in the other direction, in the speed of the wind. Yet, the lion was standing behind him? Even if the lion could run faster than him, which was more of a mirage because of the weight, yet it would had come out from where the giants were, and not from behind him. There was something else to be worried about and he knew that, but for a while he allowed himself to be distracted. But then the growl of the giants knocked him back to reality. When he raised his head, he realised a change in the giants' composure and approach. The giants who were once tough and threatening, now cower, growling