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#idk theres smth so sweet to trying to interact and understand someone whose size is so unfathomably different from your own. like.
becca-but-bitty · 1 year
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I've been going kind of insane over very extreme size differences lately... I decided to actually write something for once, so here's a short lil ramble about it from the smaller perspective!! I haven't written... literally anything in a long time, so I'm sorry if it's clunky sjdjfj
(Huge shoutout to my friend @tiny-fairy-friend , who gave me the inspiration for this in the first place!! She drew some very cute pictures of our OC's attempting to interact with one another and I've been rotating the idea in my mind ever since shfjf... these arent really our characters but it's really inspired by them and the scale is the same)
A never-ending sea of flesh surrounded my being, all-encompassing. I know, logically, that this "place" was a person- or, more accurately, a part of a person- the middle-most section of their index finger.
I know that they have thoughts and feelings, such as I do. But they could fit an entire fae-scaled city in their palm. It would take me a full day to walk across their arm. I couldn't even fully see their face, for it was so far from me that it was blurred, like looking at mountains from a distance. Even if they brought their hand to their face, I wouldn't be able to fully perceive all of their features, for it would be warped from the perspective.
I wondered if they could even see me,  if they tried. Would they be able to distinguish the colors of my being, the shape of my body? Or would I be so far away from them, that every detail would blend in with one another, leaving me appearing as a tiny, monochrome speck? They certainly couldn't feel me, regardless. 
Underneath me, I can faintly hear each of their vessels pumping blood through the finger I'm sitting on. If they brought me closer to their heart, I might go deaf. I would've already lost my hearing due to their speaking, but their voice was so deep that my ears couldn't perceive it. I could feel it, though- the way their voice resonates through their throat and throughout their body, the way the air shifts as they speak. 
I could stand along the rim of their bottom eyelid, and be crushed to death with a single blink, and they wouldn't notice. 
But that doesn't mean they wouldn't care. 
I pushed in the button on my necklace, and brought it up to my lips.
"Hey." 
I looked up- way up- to see a newly formed, small smile on their face. Their head tilted downwards, and, tilting my neck up, I saw that their eyes had crossed slightly and focused on their index finger, not quite figuring out my exact location, but trying regardless. Their mouth began to move, looking as if the sky itself broke, and I felt some far-off vibrations. My earpiece crackled, then transmitted:
"Hi!"
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