In February, 1880 when the weather was bitterly cold and out of the deep from the woods came a grumpy, 8 feet tall and huge in stature man. He looked so unkempt and slams his foot on the paving stones as he walked towards the village square of Cookney, Aberdeenshire in the early hours of one Sunday morning. His footsteps woke up the whole village as pictures and clocks hanging on the walls fell down as he walked pass.
Before he could cover about 200 yards more than half of the villagers followed him wanting to see his face. No one had the courage to ask him his name or who he was. Only one lady had the courage to go up to him and ask. She was the nicest person in the whole village, so if anything she said was a good suggestion, the whole village would agree. She was very petty, and a day wouldn’t go by without some of the men lining up at her door, asking for her hand in marriage.
“What’s your name?” The roughen was about entering his home, but before he did, he gave a menacing stare that drove all the villagers away. The lady had followed him, a few of the men tried to stop her, but it was too late. On the way, the man found it strange that she wasn’t afraid of him…
The lady couldn’t help but to sing while wondering into the meaningless and empty forest, she wasn’t aware of her whereabouts or if someone or something was watching her. But she kept on singing. Humming to assure herself of any danger, she noticed that every time she hummed or sang a song, a lower voice would mix in and make a beautiful harmony. She decided to follow the voice until she came to a fork between two roads, the one on the left was higher than the voice on the right, but the left was also more louder, so she couldn’t decide which one to take.
It was the following day, and as usual, the men of the village would go to her door and ask for her hand in marriage, also bringing gifts to win her over, but alas, she wasn’t there. They had forgotten she was even gone, so the people of the village were all alerted and alarmed, because the most favoured person in the whole of the village, was gone. She was still picking though, until she took the right. It wasn’t a wise decision. It was extremely dark, even though it was day time. She was robbed of her sight as soon as soon as she chose the path, causing her to wonder through a totally different world. The whole town was panicking about where she was and if she was OK, even she herself couldn’t even force a squeak out of her mouth.
Suddenly, a pair of yellow eyes stared straight at her own, she
wanted to walk forward, but she found herself going backwards until she was falling, falling to her doom. The people of the village created a search party to look for her, but she had already gone down the hole. When she thought all hope was lost, a giant hand reached in for her and caught her.
The woman didn’t know where she was or when she got to this mysterious place, but she didn’t want to stick around to find out. She dashed for the village, but her sight was still robbed and she went in the wrong direction. For she had bumped into the feared man she was looking for. He was a complete stranger to only her. Everyone knew that he was the person who terrorized the village until someone had the courage to go and teach him a lesson and he was never seen again.
Part two…
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