Odd and the Frost Giants

by Neil Gaiman

“The wise man knows when to keep silent. Only the fool tells all he knows.”

“I could get very used to travelling by bear,” Odd said. But the bear only grunted.

“The Frost Giant’s gone,” said Odd. “I made him go away.” “How?” asked the eagle. “Magic,” said Odd, and he smiled, and thought, If magic means letting things do what they wanted to do, or be what they wanted to be . . .