Reblogged from Mountains, Myths and  Moorlands:

An unnamed giant lived on these moors – he wasn’t a good giant, he was a bad giant and he robbed and persecuted the folk who lived round about. The locals needed a hero who would fight and kill the giant, and after many years they found one. After a great fight, the giant was beaten, and just as he was about to die, he used his magic power to turn himself into the Cuckoo Stone.

But our unnamed hero was smart – he realised that the head is the source of the soul, and he chopped off the top of the Cuckoo Stone and rolled it down the hill to the beck below – thus seperating the head from the body and destroying the giant forever.

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