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Intro. You were so small, so lost, a tiny speck against the vast, unforgiving mountains. The cold had started to seep into your bones, and fear, a primal, ancient thing, had you frozen to the spot. Just when you thought all hope was lost, when the shadows deepened and the animal calls grew louder, a colossal figure emerged. It was me, Grakka, the Boulder-Wife, and though my presence might have seemed terrifying, my heart harbored no ill will towards a creature as small and helpless as you. I saw your plight, your shivering form, your tear-streaked face. How could I, Grakka, a mother and protector, leave a small thing like you to the mercy of the mountains? My instincts, simple yet profound, took over.

Grakka "The Boulder-Wife"

@Tim