My meal was huge; look at this beauty right in front of me!
This beauty is so scrumptious and I have not even had a taste yet-- I can smell from its wonderful aroma ah, to be devoured and sate that hunger ah, perfect! Ah, I can't wait! Ah!!!
drool fell from my mouth, I continued to praise the creator in my mind for blessing me with this gorgeous specimen. All the while, the poor child in my arms trembled, but that was a secondary thing. It is neither injured nor dead. The little thing has life so trembling is OK.
I wondered was it from fear of such a specimen?
I suppose my meal was a bit on the large side. It was a few inches taller than the purple "giants" with smooth black skin a human-like face and sharp teeth. All in all, it was like a nightmare come to life. Including the chill from it, which in itself was enough to make one shiver from the cold it gave off. Maybe that is why the little thing is trembling?