I explained what the last several weeks looked like, fighting, scavenging, my victories and defeats: an endless workout, each day ending curled up on hard soil.
Normal society tends to frown on Tinies taking action against little girls, even in self-defense. They don't think much of us, and they rarely take our side in any dispute.
What started as large women sexually consuming Tinies has led to a confrontation with my own prejudice.
She shrunk me, but how did she shrink me? And what happened to my clothes? "There, there, my little pet," she said softly. I could tell she was trying hard to keep her voice down.
After a few more jokes they mentioned a range of mountains just south of us, the Carneddau Mountains. "Aye, the Marilyns're iawn," said the first one, the oldest. "Bechod, to miss out on that, if you want to take in the local sperrit."
Say you've found an interesting image and want to credit the artist or explore their other work. Here's how to find it (much of the time).
Tena guessed they were heading west, so the crater was south of them, and to the west of this round pit were two more pits (smaller but not shallower) and then a line of five (even smaller, but here the earth was especially torn up).
Review of the recent past obstacles, and the exciting near-future potential.
"As with many stories, this one starts at a random point in time. Much has happened before and much will once the book's closed. So I'll take that random point, because that's exactly what we need: A point."
But despair? That's a heavy word. That's much more than "I wish he'd behave" or "that doesn't seem very fun" or "I'll never find a pair of boots that fit."