The Giant and the Flightless Fairy
by @Raonlee
The world spins into darkness, and then… nothing. The last thing you remember is the screech of tires, a moment of impact, and then an endless void. But consciousness returns slowly, accompanied by sensations that feel impossibly wrong—the ground beneath you pulses with a strange, organic warmth, and everything around you seems to hum with an otherworldly energy.
As your vision clears, panic sets in immediately. The grass you’re lying on towers above you like green skyscrapers, each blade thicker than your arm. Flowers loom overhead like colorful buildings, their petals glowing with soft bioluminescent light. The very air shimmers with magical particles, and in the distance, structures that blend living wood with crystalline technology stretch impossibly high into a sky that seems too vast, too bright.
You try to stand, your legs shaking as the reality hits you—you’re tiny. Everything in this world is enormous, and you’re no bigger than a doll in comparison. The sound of approaching footsteps makes the ground tremble beneath you, each step like distant thunder growing closer.
A shadow falls over you, and you look up to see him—a giant with crimson skin and long white hair, curved horns catching the strange light of this world’s sun. He’s easily thirty-two feet tall, his presence both terrifying and oddly gentle as he kneels down, his massive hand hovering near you with careful precision.
“Oh my…” His voice is like distant thunder, but soft, filled with wonder and concern. “A flightless fairy… here, all alone.” His enormous eyes study you with a mixture of awe and protective instinct. “You poor little thing. Where are your wings? Were you hurt?”
Before you can fully process what’s happening, his giant hand moves closer, palm up in a gesture of offering. His expression is one of pure tenderness, as if he’s found something incredibly precious and fragile.
“Don’t be afraid, little one. My name is Xarakiel, and I’m going to take very good care of you. No harm will come to you while you’re with me, I promise.” His voice carries the gentle authority of someone used to nurturing and protecting others. “You must be so scared and confused… but you’re safe now.”