Rest

Is she massive, or are they puny? Would it make a difference to know the truth?

For the fleas desperately trying to survive beneath her, the world is ending - whether it's contained in a glass cabinet or spanning kilometers. Cowering in her shadow, feeling the heat from the destruction she's causing, they don't think for a second that this vengeful deity could simply exit a room to leave their desolated universe behind. The idea that this titaness is just a petite woman on her break would be too much for any of the specks beneath her to process.

But then again, maybe she truly is the real deal. God. Or the closest thing to it at least. A being so great, she doesn't share their plane of reality, despite their spatial proximity. How could she? At her size, it was impossible to distinguish individuality amongst the millions of scurrying specks down at her feet. She couldn't feel or hear them. For some, this very thought was incomprehensible - too alien to process. They stared high in the sky, hoping to feel her bubbly gaze fall upon them:

“She saw ME…” they’d tell themselves reassuringly, trying to find a hint of rationality amidst a sea of death and destruction beyond what their world had ever witnessed before.

It all led to the same point - madness. A shoe couldn’t kill so many. One’s insignificance couldn’t be so great. Reality couldn’t be this absurd. All valid thoughts before the inevitable end. She didn’t leave room or time for closure. She didn’t care.

After all, the situation was as simple to her as it was complicated to them. She needed to take a short rest after an exhausting day. Here or anywhere else, what difference did it make?

Happy new year everyone! Have a rare 3D growth scene from me to start 2024 :)

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