Adventure • Feb 21, 2024 • 12 min read

When Giants Wake

“They are here!” He screeched. “The Reapers of Mankind! The Decayers of Hope!  The Huntsmen of the Apocalypse!” He burst into a strange tongue, limbs twitching in the frenzied vigor of a possessed man, his wails unearthly... and it’s in that horrible, cracked, wilted shell that I find an unaccountable terror. Realizing that the little, trembling shift of sand and dirt and skin is moving, I let out a bloodthirsty howl that the heavens above must have heard. The Giants. They still walk among us.