When We Are Older
I don't even blink when a pair of mammoth hands grip the cage, jostles it around, and sends me flying into the metal bars.
The air gets kicked out of my lungs, and pain slithers through me like a vicious snake, but I manage.
A couple of swear words leave my lips as everything vibrates. I sound like an angry pirate, shocking my giant captor, who stares at me through the metal bars.
His brawny hands hold the cage tightly as he leans closer, brushing his wide nose against the metal as he grunts at the sight of me.
It's a male giant with thick eyebrows that make it look like he is always frowning. Tattoos snake up his flabby arms, and he is wearing a ridiculous-looking skirt made of green leaves
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