Swimming Giants – The Monksville Chronicles #81

It is over, small giants; the cycle is broken. We are saved from ourselves, for the foreign giants who bequeathed us the valley in the shape of a crescent moon, the mysterious cloaked beings who stood where a split river rejoined and became one when our tribe first crested the treacherous climb, were a pair swimming giants come from days yet to pass. They arrived from the future to ensure our kind prospers and evolves into them, and when the future from which they came became what we know as the present, we would send two back and duly repeat the cycle. But the swimming giants have perished, the cycle is forever broken. The Eternal Mink carried his meaty claw through the phaseshifting burrow of Isla Meeney. At long last we are saved from ourselves, small giants, we are saved from a future which shall never come again.


This has been the eighteenth subchapter of the fourth chapter of the book The Monksville Chronicles. Here is everything you need to know about it:

The Monksville Chronicles

I’ve written a few other books, too. Click here to see the list.

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If you’re there, hypothetical reader, thank you for being there. From this day on, we move forever forward~

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