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He remembered…a time when he’d been more than sand, more than rock, when he’d been lush, rife with shape and sound, though now only the silence sang to him.

Yet this…being, it promised a new land, one in need of a titan’s power to protect, to cherish…to try again.


Image by Ben Redekop

Less romantic, unless you envision the titan reforming and willing to risk sorrow again for the love of a man, but I liked this take on the image.

What would your two line story be?