No, your original plan is shot. There's no way you'll be able to make it back to your base camp in time for your potential re-sizing at 06:00 tomorrow. Even were it not buried beneath a mountain of sand, it must be miles away, across hostile terrain filled with god-like giants.
You're better off staying with these people. This is the hand that fate has dealt you, and as a survivor alone in a hostile world, you cannot be too picky about the shelter that is provided to you.
Still, no reason to hang around for too long on the body of a six-year-old girl.
You begin running along the length of Ashley's immense foot, her soft skin flying by beneath you as you focus ahead, on her mother standing not too distant. How long they'll stand facing each other is unknowable, so you can't waste a moment. The strap of the sandal delays you, as you scramble up its rough surface, taking a single, deep breath before resuming your rush.
The toes are coming up now, those terrible peninsulas, tipped with smooth, invincible nails. You slow as you approach, knowing that you may go sliding off if you run too carelessly over those rinks. And as you reach the very edge, you see the great distance to the base of the sandal: the very same distance you looked up at not so long ago, goggling over the scale of this child. The last hurdle, and yet it still seems significant, awesome and challenging to you because -
Ashley takes a step.
Unprepared as you are, you are cast into the air by the motion of the gargantuan's muscles, slamming into a harsh surface. Yet as you cough up blood, you realise that it's just as soft and warm as the place you were just cast from... Looking about, you find that you have been sent to a place even further beyond you in terms of scale, lying on top of the foot of the girl's mother! The trek across Ashley was incredible, but this creature eclipses her in every dimension. With a gulp, you look upwards, past the ankle, a towering pillar of flesh and bone hefting a being almost beyond comprehension...
You are so unprepared for this experience. How are you going to survive amongst people so vast and powerful? What were you thinking?
Still, you keep it together enough to throw yourself flat, gripping tight to the skin of the goddess. When she starts walking, you're not going to be thrown off: you need these people, you need to stick with them to survive, and you'll be grateful for the opportunity!
Up goes the foot, and so begins another odyssey for the tiny survivalist clinging to a young mother. When will his first chance to get off manifest?
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