Giants

I knew what this place was. It was a place for giants to die, and for older giants to just be buried by sand and dirt over time. One day no one would even remember these things. If they did, well, more people would believe the stories. I do, because I caused some of these machines to lay where they do now.

I don’t remember how, why or when, but all I know is that people stare at me and keep their distance. I’m better off alone anyway, as that is how it’s always been. I have chosen this path and the people around me have chosen it as well, so there’s no need to change decisions that will never change.

Gripping the hilt of the sword at my side, it dimly glowing blue as soon as I touched it, I prepared for another fight. I didn’t know why or how I knew, but I just did. Off in the distance I could see a large shadow, and to most people it would be terrifying, but to me, it was just another machine.

I slowed my walk down and eventually watched the shadow move closer, though it was a strange shadow because the ground didn’t shake every step they took. I kept watching and watching, always getting closer to the shadow, but the shadow never made the sounds or noises or feelings that one normally would.

Still keeping my hand on the hilt, I made my way over, keeping quiet, not wanting to do anything to alert it to my presence.

Once I was close enough I started to sneak around and eventually, I made it close enough to see ... just a random small robot sitting next to a fire. Well, they were a robot ... just a lot smaller.

Pulling my blade out, I quietly walked over, before I grabbed their shoulder and put my blade to their neck. I hear a female voice gasp with surprise, and don’t know what to do. Moving around to see their face, I look into a face that looks like mine, only different.

I continued to hold my blade to her ... its throat, and something in me is screaming to stop and sit. I didn’t know what it was that made me, but I removed my sword from her throat and put it away, before sitting on the opposite side of the fire, just waiting for her to speak or run away. She did neither of those things.

After some time, all that was between us was an agreed upon silence. Nothing needed to be said. I was going to leave once the sun came up, and never think of her ever again. That was all there was to it, considering that we couldn’t travel together.

The night was uneventful, as we’d stared at each other all night.

Getting up the leave, I hear her voice.

“I am Celeste, who are you?”

“I am-“

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