Inside of giants, remember, is a tiny version of their selves, easily spooked, will run and hide in a hollow limb or duck behind organs if you move too quick. Wait a while, though, lie still and be patient: it will peek out of giant eyes and look at you hesitantly, quizzically, it will climb out of a giant mouth, hoisting itself up over giant teeth to look at you hesitantly, quizzically, look at you with quiet tender eyes.
Look there, now, you have frightened it away! It scampered down through the neck and slipped past the heart and wriggled into the gut, hid there, pulling intestines over its head as cover. Look, you have frightened it; it is frightened of you now, perhaps forever.
Forever? Wait a while; lie still; be patient: perhaps it will peek out again someday, hesistantly, quizzically, bringing you pretty rocks from its garden and seashells and smooth coloured glass that it found at the beach.
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