The man stepped into the meadow, not too far from home. It was dusk, and over his shoulder he carried the body of a buck. In his other hand, he carried his trustworthy spear.
As the man stepped through the long grass, he saw a figure slowly pass him by. They were impossibly tall, with long thin dark purple arms and legs, both accented with long strands of shining yellow. Their massive head was the shape of a disk, circular but more thin than any other part of their body.
The man raised a hand to his mouth before calling out to the figure. Perhaps they knew a better route to home?
The large figure paused, turning their discus head towards the man. He could now see that they had no face, only twelve symbols placed in a circle around two lines, one larger and longer than the other. "Who goes there?" Asked the figure.
"I do," spoke the man, "I was wondering if you knew the way to bluestone keep?"
The figure simply stared at the man, their head tilting to the side. They then raised one of their long spindly arms and with their thin fingers, pointed west-ward.
"I see, thank you kind stranger!" the man replied, before starting on his way home.
"Not so fast," the giant creature spoke. "You are the first mortal being to have ever laid eyes on me without my permission. You should be commended for such a feat."
The man turned back to face the figure. What was he saying? How could anyone miss his gigantic form passing by?
"For achieving such a feat, I will allow you to choose how you will die."
The man froze. This being had the confidence to state control over death? To command how one would die? Could he truly trust such a thing? There was no harm in accepting such an offer, was there?
"Very well, giant. If I am to die, I wish to die a happy man."
The figure tilted it's head to the side, but straightening it's posture and looking into the sky. It stood there for a few seconds, letting time pass it by. But the moments would pass, and they would look down once more.
"Very well. Until you die happy, you will not die at all." The figure then began to fade, like the light from day.
The man was speechless. He knew not of what had just transpired. But he had to return home. He had a family to care for, afterall.
