You're a quarter of an inch tall, on a crowded beach - you need shelter, and protection. While not ideal, this gargantuan girl will shade you from the harsh sun and keep any seagulls from plucking you up as a meal.
So, where once you ran from her, you commence trekking back in the direction of the freaking huge child. You fight to keep from craning your neck back as she takes over more and more of the horizon, focusing instead on her feet, sunk into deep craters of sand while the girl shovels immense mounds into her bucket.
Unfortunately, with her eyes constantly scanning the ground for where to dig more, she easily spots the movement of your tiny figure. You have no hope of evading her as she takes one free hand and drives it into the ground. Beneath you, the sand rises as she lifts it skyward, her humungous fingers poking upward like growing towers. She effortlessly brings you before her face, where you are treated to the opening of a mighty cave, populated with white stalacmites and -tites bigger than you. While you quail before her smile, she speaks.
"Hello! You look a little lost! How about you live in my castle?"
You don't think she's seen you as human; she's probably just playing with a bug she found. She's not trying to kill you though, so for now you allow her to do as she will.
The girl turns her face from you, and you fight through the sand that continues to run between her fingers to see what she's looking at. He other hand extends a pointer finger at the first tower she made, and displays her vast strength as she simply pokes a hole in its flank. You have no time to look further before she whisks you closer, and the platform of her palm crashes into the tower, level with that hole. Seeing what she wants, you clamber out into the hole, a cyclopean cavern simply made by the push of a girl's finger.
She treats you to one more smile before she returns to work, piling more tonnage of sand and moulded walls to connect them, leaving your 'building' as the central keep of the fortification she's constructing. Once more you are overwhelmed by the casual displays of power, but your survivalist mind is already tracking future possibilities.
You are under no illusion that this structure is a permanent feature. Whether through giant aggression or the simple turning of the tide, even these mighty walls will be but a memory! But should you take advantage of it while you can, or hasten from here as fast as possible, before you get trapped?
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