The Littlest Giant
Tristan’s sister and brother are bigger, stronger and faster than he is. But sometimes it’s good to be small – even for a giant!
Tristan’s sister and brother are bigger, stronger and faster than he is. But sometimes it’s good to be small – even for a giant!
Of all the girls in the kingdom of Once-Upon-a-Time, Rivka is the bravest! But what will happen when she meets the King of the Trolls?
Someone has stolen the King’s plum pudding!
The King and his companions followed the trail of crumbs, out of the castle and across the countryside. As they went, more people joined the procession. Mile after mile they marched – until they spied a mountain in the distance . . .
Great Aunt Ruby had a very unusual suitcase. Quinn put her hands on one latch, and Sam put his hand on the other . . . and then – with a snap and a squeal, with a squeak and a sproing, with a shiver and a shimmy and a shake – that suitcase began to unfold itself!
It’s hard work scrubbing the sky – washing away all the dust, and grime, and soot, and smoke. But Jeremiah and his three uncles weren’t afraid of hard work! They started in the east and worked their way west, singing as they went: “Rub a dub-dub, it’s time for a scrub.”
Thorin Thistlebottom had everything an elf could want: a little house in the roots of an oak tree, a soft little bed, even a set of dishes made from acorn caps. But more than anything, Thorin loved his fancy waistcoat, with buttons in every colour of the rainbow.
Teeny, tiny Timbo was so tiny, that he spent the first year of his life in an empty goldfish bowl. It wasn’t so bad. He had a teeny, tiny crib from his sister’s dollhouse, and a teeny, tiny rug to go on the floor, and he even had his own teeny, tiny teddy bear.
Conor held on tight as the ship rose through the night sky, higher than the tallest trees, higher than the highest mountains. The Earth got smaller and smaller beneath them, until it was no bigger than a blue-green marble. Past the moon they went, past Mars, and Jupiter, and Saturn, too.
Rhea has a new umbrella, the colour of a bright spring afternoon. And the wind can’t wait to take them both on an adventure!
Imagine Alexander’s surprise when he hears a tiny voice calling from a tiny castle! Will he be able to save his new friends from pirate weasels?