Chapter One – Big and Small

They say there is a land somewhere hidden deep within our world. A place that we often miss with our own eyes but if we look hard enough, it's there. And if we are curious enough to venture further in, we can see a whole new world and its people.

Now this story is about two people in particular who inhabited this lush lands; the tiny Nicelanders of the plains and the mighty giants of the forest.

When these two people first arrived, things were fine. Things were calm.

But one day….something happened.

What happened? Well, ask any of both tribes but they would be a might confused to tell you the whole story. Now, from what they CAN tell you, either side did something to the other and both are rather angry. A fight between both people have been going on for years and it seems to be a fight that doesn't want to end.

Oh wait, I'm getting ahead of myself. You want to know MORE about the people rather than their fight DON'T YOU?

Alright. Sit down.

The Nicelanders are of a tiny people, many of them not even reaching four feet tall. They are round and stout, with small hands and feet. They definitely aren't contenders for strongest people on Earth and they can be picked on quite easily but what they lack in PHYSICAL strength they make up for in their tenacity and their building.

Yes, they LOVE to build and for years, that's what they were known for.

If a Nicelander came upon a land, they could construct a town in no time flat but with how harsh the environments were to them, they would often have to pack up and move once more to find a place where they were not easy pickings for something else.

And they were also known for PIES.

Just…PIES.

You have not LIVED until you've eaten Nicelander pie.

Now, the mighty giants of the forest?

Well, they're just that….GIANT and MIGHTY.

They are a rugged bunch, the shortest ones being no more than eight feet tall at best. No one seems to mess with these masters of the woods but who would want to?

They have the strength to crush a mountain with their hands, kick a country with their feet and considering how BIG their hands and feet ARE, that makes a lot of sense.

They too lived off the land but preferred the secluded protection of the forest but when they did come into contact with an outsider, the first thing they would always do was show off their great strength and power.

Of course, the might giants were more than just show. Just like the Nicelanders, they too had talents and that talent lied in WRECKING.

Wrecking sounds like such a bad thing doesn't it? Well, not to the mighty giants!

If you needed a stone wall cleared to make your way across a dangerous path, call upon a giant. They would wreck it away!

If you needed land cleared for planting, a giant would gladly come in and POUND the earth just right for you to throw seeds.

In essence, both the Nicelanders and the Giants of the Forest had their talents, talents that would work just WONDERFUL when combined if you think about it.

But as stated before, something happened.

The true events have been lost in the folds of time but at one point, the leaders of both sides found the other group useless, a nuisance, pathetic and stupid.

'Look at those pipsqueak Nicelanders!' The leader of the giants would say 'The only good thing they're for are collectin'! I could fit the whole lot of them in a jar and store 'em up for the winter!'

'Look at those lumbering giants!' The leader of the Nicelanders would say 'All the do is think they're better than everyone else when they're nothing but destructive LOUTS!'

Year after YEAR after YEAR these fights went on, neither side open their arms for the other. Things got so bad at a point that the giants would not allow their own to cross over into the plains and the Nicelanders would forbid themselves from wandering into the forest.

And the only thing that was separating the two was a line of stones.

This seemed to be the norm for both lands.

But did it have to continue like this? Did both sides have to embrace such hatred that their people would never see their neighbors?

What on Earth could happen that could end such a discourse between two rather fantastical people?