Giants like pillaring shadows, shadows who move swiftly, shadows who would rule the days to come, leave the world dark again, consume until there's none.
"And what of the trees behind you? What of their flowers? Can you not smell their nectar, their velvet-like pedals? What of the birds in the sky, their songs harmonize, can you hear them? What of the ground, tell me; did you feel the ground slam against your legs, as you fell? And what of I? Did you feel -- when you saw the likes of a mountain moving towards you? Perhaps, it was fear; the likely feeling when stumbling upon the unknown -- do you feel the life in my words, the air that encompasses them, as I speak to you? Tell me, young one, does this world feel lifeless?What is real, to you?"
And for a moment, they looked up at the sky together; wondering where in the universe they might be.