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valerie
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Aster wouldn’t be caught dead taking notes on this sort of thing when the monster in question sits not ten feet away, but even now the writer in their head is scribbling down impressions:

The giants of folklore and popular fiction can easily be thirty, fifty, or a hundred feet tall. Scales like these are difficult to come to terms with. Intuition breaks down. For a human, one hundred and two hundred might as well be the same thing: all these numbers mean to me is big.

But Selené isn’t that big. Ten feet is, I would say, big enough. She’s as big as you can possibly imagine a person being before they leave the realm of the human. She’s comprehensible—and she looms all the taller for that comprehensibility.

She exists at a scale that invites intuitive comparisons with one’s own anatomy. For example: with some folding, my whole body could easily fit in the space occupied by just one of Selené’s thighs.

Aster considers it for a moment.

There’s probably a better way to phrase that.


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