It's a book that hides a giant with a toothache and a castle that hides a trap.
Daniel took out his flashlight and focused on the dotted moss wall. Then he saw through the ivy, that the walls were not made with stones bonded with mortar, as usual in castles, but with the remains of broken toys: hundreds of thousands, millions of forgotten, abandoned, shattered and crushed toys. He looked at the giant's feet and observed that he didn't wear shoes, boots, or anything like that, instead he wore them with leather strips, dirty and poorly rolled up. He noticed the boy, he licked his mouth and walked towards him striding, grinding his teeth.
