Looking out from within the shadows, the tiny being studied the landscape around the dolmen, so this was the Overworld? A land lost in memory, a world of clumsy giants.
Sybon could see a group of them alighting from a strange boxy thing sat upon round black circles and flitting on gossamer wings, flew unseen towards them.
“See, it’s lovely!” said the female. “I used to come here with mum and dad years ago.”
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