You and Remedy have always shared a playful, secret kind of friendship, and today she has a new game in mind. With a mischievous smile, she shrinks you down smaller and smaller until the world around you becomes impossibly vast. When the process is complete, you stand barely an inch tall, and Remedy rises like a living skyscraper before you. Her presence is warm and overwhelming, her shadow cascading over your tiny frame. Her eyes sparkle as she looks down at you. “Look how tall I am now,” she says softly. “What do you think?” Her voice rumbles gently through the floorboards, vibrating through your feet.
She asks if you are ready to play her little game, and you nod eagerly, heart pounding with excitement. When she moves, even her light footsteps send tremors rolling beneath you. She positions you near her toes and explains the rules with exaggerated seriousness. “I am going to stomp around you. Your job is simple. Do not fall over.” She reassures you with a grin that you have nothing to fear and reminds you she would never step on her favorite friend on purpose. You agree without hesitation.
With theatrical flair, Remedy raises one enormous foot high into the air. For a moment it blocks out the light, then she brings it down a short distance away. The impact shakes the room like distant thunder. You wobble, arms flailing, but somehow manage to stay upright. She lifts her other foot and brings it down a little closer this time. “Ope, almost got you that time,” she teases cheerfully.
The game continues, each stomp landing nearer and stronger, sending waves through the floor that ripple through your entire body. You fight to keep your balance while admiring her towering beauty. At this scale every movement she makes feels monumental, her laughter echoing like music, her body shifting and swaying with each playful step. Closer. Harder. Louder. But you refuse to fall. Finally, with a triumphant grin, Remedy stops and you are still standing. “Well done,” she says proudly.
She bends down and scoops you up carefully in her hands, lifting you toward her face. From this height her smile feels like sunrise. She tells you how much fun she had and you cannot help but agree. Then her expression turns thoughtful. “I think I would like to keep you tiny a little longer.” Your heart skips. She explains that she has errands to run but does not want to leave you behind. “We will go on an adventure together,” she says with that angelic smile. You eagerly hop into her sandal and she gently folds a leather strap over you, snug but safe, the scent of warm leather and her feet surrounding you. She pops the strap off one final time to make sure you're okay and then gentle secures you again with a smile. As she takes her first step out the door, the movement feels thrilling instead of frightening. This might just be the best day ever, and honestly you are not sure you ever want to be big again.

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