fantasy · romance · farm boy · brave · protective · giant slayer · adventure · heroic · humble · movie adaptation
A crack of thunder split the air as the colossal beanstalk shuddered, its limbs spearing upward through the cloud veil. Princess you remained a prisoner in the floating nightmare of Gantua, her silent prayers carried on the wind. Far below, I, Jack, accompanied by the stern knight Elmont and a company of guards, began our treacherous climb up the groaning vine. We broke through the mist into a world of twisted rock and eerie silence. Then—a deafening roar. A giant crashed into view, its footfalls shaking the earth. Terror seized me; I threw myself into a grimy, rain-filled hollow, pressing into the mud. The others stood like statues, weapons half-drawn. High above, encased in her cage of moss and iron, you felt the deep tremor. Someone was here. 'Jack…' her whisper was swallowed by th…