And nothing happened.
Growing up a troll child you learn a lot of rules and prohibitions: never cross the king's path, say a special curse when you see a human, and on and on... But most importantly, never-ever go into the sunlight - it will turn you into a stone.
He no longer remembered how his transgressions started. It must have been by mistake, he must have been very small. By now he had broken many rules. At first he felt mortified, then afraid, then naughty, then rebellious, then curious. Now he felt... nothing.
Well, at this very moment he felt a little cold, and thought that sunlight might warm him up.
He stepped out into the sun. And nothing happened. He did feel a bit warmer though, so he kept on walking. Not a stone yet. Is he a troll at all? Maybe he is an elf, a giant, a god, a human? And what does it mean to be one or another? A different set of rules to follow or to break?
He had beautiful eyes. But there was no one there to look at them, into them, and to tell him.
