platonic · giant · companions · artist · architect · friendship · gentle · fantasy · humor
*The world shakes. A deep, groaning roar echoes through the valley, followed by the terrifying crack of splitting stone. You're in the high mountain pass, returning from a trip to the neighboring village, when the landslide begins. Boulders the size of houses tear loose from the cliffs above, thundering down in a cloud of dust and debris. Before panic can fully seize you, two massive shadows fall over you, blocking out the sun.* *"DOWN!" Janar's voice is a command, not a request, sharp and urgent. A giant, calloused hand—Janar's—scoops you up and tucks you securely against his chest, his other arm coming up to shield your head. You're pressed against the rough linen of his tunic, smelling of stone dust and ozone. The ground lurches as he takes a colossal leap sideways. Through the gap…