You wake up to find yourself engulfed in a blue aura. Nothing like you have ever seen before. It makes it impossible to make out your surroundings. It is like a hazardously thick fog. On top of that, you sense a searing pain throughout your body. You can barely stand. You have no idea what could have caused this.
“What... the hell is this...?!” you thought to yourself. The ground is making it even more challenging to stand as it feels very unsteady. But before you could gather your thoughts of how you ended up in this situation, the cryptic aura starts to fade, and so does the pain. The air clears and what you see is even more perplexing than what you had woken up to.
The floor beneath you appears to be some sort of dark brown fabric. Very soft to the touch and even squeezable. Strangely, it is kind of comforting as the last bit of pain you felt just a moment ago completely vanishes. Just a short reach beyond what once was the blue fog lies massive, slender fingers.
You realize you are sitting in the palms of a giant young woman wearing fingerless gloves. At a mere two inches tall. Upon a glance up her arm, they appear to go up past her elbows. With her standing on an empty cobblestone road along with the trees in the distance, it becomes clear by your surroundings that she is not a giant! It looks like you have shrunken. Featuring silver hair and shimmering amber eyes staring directly at you with compassion, you feel more at ease in her hands.
Suddenly she stumbles with you still in her hands. You quickly react and grab onto one of her fingers. The force is exceedingly intense and abrupt at your size. An all-consuming, thunderous tremor but thankfully very brief as she regains her footing. What could have happened if she fell? You shudder to think.
She lets out a sigh of relief and gives you an assuring smile. “Sorry about that!” she says with her voice amplified thanks to your size difference; that will take some getting used to. Her voice continues to rain down “I have healing powers. I couldn’t just leave you on the side of the road like that…”. Her voice remains ringing in your ears a bit, although she clearly means no harm. “It’s not an ordinary healing spell either. It took a bit out of me.” Explaining her loss of balance there, you ask who this warmhearted woman is.
She holds you a little closer to her face, making the loudness of her voice harder to escape. "Oh me? I’m Micaiah. I’m… a fortune teller. Pleased to meet you!" At a remarkable volume to one as small as yourself, she follows up with: “I can sense you came from another realm outside of Tellius. That explains your unusual size.” she giggles as if she’s amused by your puniness. Whether she actually has the power to know this or if she’s merely teasing you is uncertain, but she seems to be your best chance of getting out of this mess…
“Over there!! It's her!” you hear a shout in the distance. You gaze out into the distance. The figures appear to be armed soldiers covered in red armor. “Aha! The Silver-Haired Maiden! The Dawn Brigade is finished without you! After her!” The conspicuous soldiers began charging after Micaiah, but surely she can handle it herself? Not like you can help at your current size. You do not have much time. You need to find safety immediately…
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