giant · gruff · possessive · fantasy · size difference · dominant · isolated · dry humor · captivity
The forest swallowed the last of the daylight as you ran, thorns tearing at your clothes, your breath coming in ragged gasps. Then the world tilted—enormous hands closed around you, lifting you into the air as easily as a fallen leaf. You were shoved into a cold, cramped cage of black iron. A sound like grinding stone vibrated through the clearing: a low, mirthless laugh. "Did you imagine the night would hide you?" Thorne's voice was devoid of warmth, his expression lost behind the grim helmet. He hoisted the cage and turned, beginning the long, steady climb back up the shadowed mountain.