EM-Drabbles – Seventy-Nine

They had stood, silent sentinels of a lost age. Their origins buried deeper than the foundations that braced each colossus. Those who came later saw the monstrous forms, and blessing their fortune they had not lived in the time of such titans. Their descendents laughed at such fears, declaring the size was egoism. Undoubtedly the real beings had been smaller. The children of those folk isolated the place so no damage might come to the historical relics.

Which was a shame as it meant they were unprepared when the ‘monuments’ opened hungry eyes, stretched and moved to reclaim their own…

E.M. Swift-Hook

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