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maidmalapertGame: Cookie Races with Baker
Form: five chocolate chip cookies. They taste pretty good though you might notice they taste a tiny bit burnt.
Uses: 1/5 taken (Jill)
Type: Trivial Negative
It's about 9am, and Jill, Eustace and Puddleglum are picking their way across a shallow, noisy stream: the Shribble. They go straight ahead up toward the steep beginning of a moor; it'd be easier to follow the stream, but Puddleglum says giants use the ravine as a street. It's winter, and a beautiful place to walk, although there's no wildlife except birds. They stop for a rest and some food, and Jill says she might like adventures after all -- Puddleglum points out that they haven't had any yet.
After they set out again, they almost immediately spot giants, leaning up against the edge of the ravine they're traveling beside. Jill thinks their big heads are rocks at first, but there are actually forty or fifty giant men standing in the gorge, leaning against the cliffside as if leaning against a garden wall. Puddleglum says to keep straight on and pretend not to notice them at all, so they do. Then the giants begin to throw boulders over the travelers' heads. They're not aiming for the travelers at all, but are playing cock-shies and aiming at a cairn a little way off. Puddleglum says they'd be safer if they were being aimed at, since the giants are such bad shots.
They keep walking straight on for about twenty-five minutes, with the giants' horrible faces very close and boulders whipping over their heads, until a fight breaks out amongst the giants, and they all disappear into the gorge bottom to wrestle and then sit down and cry about it. This is so loud that Jill can hear them even after they're a mile behind.
* Giants are not the coolest.
* That must have been pretty early on!
* Why is Narnia so full of having rocks thrown at you and why doesn't just walking along in the beautiful wilderness ever last?
Form: five chocolate chip cookies. They taste pretty good though you might notice they taste a tiny bit burnt.
Uses: 1/5 taken (Jill)
Type: Trivial Negative
It's about 9am, and Jill, Eustace and Puddleglum are picking their way across a shallow, noisy stream: the Shribble. They go straight ahead up toward the steep beginning of a moor; it'd be easier to follow the stream, but Puddleglum says giants use the ravine as a street. It's winter, and a beautiful place to walk, although there's no wildlife except birds. They stop for a rest and some food, and Jill says she might like adventures after all -- Puddleglum points out that they haven't had any yet.
After they set out again, they almost immediately spot giants, leaning up against the edge of the ravine they're traveling beside. Jill thinks their big heads are rocks at first, but there are actually forty or fifty giant men standing in the gorge, leaning against the cliffside as if leaning against a garden wall. Puddleglum says to keep straight on and pretend not to notice them at all, so they do. Then the giants begin to throw boulders over the travelers' heads. They're not aiming for the travelers at all, but are playing cock-shies and aiming at a cairn a little way off. Puddleglum says they'd be safer if they were being aimed at, since the giants are such bad shots.
They keep walking straight on for about twenty-five minutes, with the giants' horrible faces very close and boulders whipping over their heads, until a fight breaks out amongst the giants, and they all disappear into the gorge bottom to wrestle and then sit down and cry about it. This is so loud that Jill can hear them even after they're a mile behind.
* Giants are not the coolest.
* That must have been pretty early on!
* Why is Narnia so full of having rocks thrown at you and why doesn't just walking along in the beautiful wilderness ever last?
