Conditional Reality

The giant needed a bath. Worse, she wanted one, so we were compelled to find a way to please her. None of us wanted a cranky giant stomping around the landscape. We invited suggestions. Our citizens had some clever ideas involving watertight abandoned buildings and dammed rivers. We settled on using the pond. We filtered out the algae, heated the water, added gallons of bubble bath and invited the giant for a soak. She stepped in and stretched out. Her bath lasted for days. She fell asleep. We all tiptoed around her. The next year was our most prosperous ever.