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Spring.
I'm a mountain.
Deers and birds, hikers and the caress of the sun.
Spring. I'm blossoming,
and the world along with me.

----

On the other end of the plain, watching me,
was a human. The-Macromancer .

There was a long, repeating, deep vibration as I awoke. The land was still warm from the previous day, the humidity rose from the dew as I stepped out of my tent. Beyond the rising mist, a mountain range rose in the distance, one that was not there the night before. As I adjusted my vision from the long night's rest, I felt my chest sink and my limbs become numb. The womanly mountains stirred with a soft unconscious "Mmm" that hummed deeply and echoed massively though my very being.

The shocking surreal vision became reality without doubt when several near microscopic swarms of birds were startled into flight at the immediate foreground of the vast feminine colossus. My legs felt like jelly as I could now clearly see the rising and falling of her powerful, lithe back with each tranquil slumbering breath. I fell to my knees overtaken. "How did she get here?" The thought was a self-fulfilling wish that began to come true before my very eyes. She stirred again, emitting a deep womanly rumble of hazy satisfaction as she slid a single curvaceous foot along her toes.

The motion was dreamlike, the mist dispersed at her heel and ankle, a treeline and a hill were immediately swallowed beneath her shapely might. More insignificant birds swirled in plumes. There was a an eerie silence before the late thunder, it was the elephants that spooked first. The muffled force rolled in clearer as the earth shuddered and my eardrums ached. But it did not end. I looked to her form again, her toes curled and her free arm stretched upward. She was still stretching, but the last movement she made was the cataclysmic resting of her hand upon the earth. The incoming shock wave was not what caught my attention.

The rising colorful sunrise distorted against the rising outline of her hip and her shadow ominously washed over the hills like slow thunderheads. "This is how she got here", I thought to myself as she steadily and audibly became...

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Description
Spring.
I'm a mountain.
Deers and birds, hikers and the caress of the sun.
Spring. I'm blossoming,
and the world along with me.

----

On the other end of the plain, watching me,
was a human. The-Macromancer .

There was a long, repeating, deep vibration as I awoke. The land was still warm from the previous day, the humidity rose from the dew as I stepped out of my tent. Beyond the rising mist, a mountain range rose in the distance, one that was not there the night before. As I adjusted my vision from the long night's rest, I felt my chest sink and my limbs become numb. The womanly mountains stirred with a soft unconscious "Mmm" that hummed deeply and echoed massively though my very being.

The shocking surreal vision became reality without doubt when several near microscopic swarms of birds were startled into flight at the immediate foreground of the vast feminine colossus. My legs felt like jelly as I could now clearly see the rising and falling of her powerful, lithe back with each tranquil slumbering breath. I fell to my knees overtaken. "How did she get here?" The thought was a self-fulfilling wish that began to come true before my very eyes. She stirred again, emitting a deep womanly rumble of hazy satisfaction as she slid a single curvaceous foot along her toes.

The motion was dreamlike, the mist dispersed at her heel and ankle, a treeline and a hill were immediately swallowed beneath her shapely might. More insignificant birds swirled in plumes. There was a an eerie silence before the late thunder, it was the elephants that spooked first. The muffled force rolled in clearer as the earth shuddered and my eardrums ached. But it did not end. I looked to her form again, her toes curled and her free arm stretched upward. She was still stretching, but the last movement she made was the cataclysmic resting of her hand upon the earth. The incoming shock wave was not what caught my attention.

The rising colorful sunrise distorted against the rising outline of her hip and her shadow ominously washed over the hills like slow thunderheads. "This is how she got here", I thought to myself as she steadily and audibly became...

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