"You know vegetables aren't buried in the ground because people don't need them, right?" Things the humans have dumped or don't seem to need any more." It's a recycling of sorts - certainly a more positive pastime than fly-tipping. Neither party knows for sure what's become of the other, but both are going to go to the greatest lengths possible to find each other and be reunited using natural curiosity, making what they hope are new friends and learning whatever they can about the Trolls' history and customs. I'm going to be as elusive as possible about the exact nature of this strange transformation in their lives, but what I can tell you is that Hilda herself is enjoying an enforced holiday in that subterranean stone forest, while Mum and furry-faced family friend Tontu have a rampaging new house guest on their hands. We've never known HILDA end on a cliffhanger before! As a result, insatiably inquisitive explorer Hilda and her more cautious Mum have found themselves in much altered circumstances, utterly bewildered and terribly separated with very little hope - it seems - of reversing their plight.
HILDA AND THE STONE FOREST certainly culminated in quite the unexpected climax, didn't it? Specifically they seem to be drawn, by some compelling inner instinct which they do not understand, to that very city whose human inhabitants, already nervous, are growing increasingly alarmed. Sunlight quite literally petrifies them.īut those same Trolls have been appearing outside their dank, cavernous mountain home in larger numbers of late - in their hundreds, perhaps thousands - and roaming farther afield.
Welcome back to the wild, rock-strewn countryside of HILDA outside the tall city walls of Trolberg, defended against its indigenous inhabitants with enormous bells, the clanging of which repels those Trolls almost as forcefully as sunlight deters them. Never threaten a mother's child or a child's mother, for that matter.
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