Grahm was a Clydesdale stallion, and he was easily the largest one upon the farm he lived on. Standing nearly eight feet tall, he would dwarf anyone he stood by. The towering horse was still as gentle as could be despite his imposing size, to the point where Grahm was seen as the friendliest and most approachable of the horses upon the farm. However the powerful horse's size wasn't the only thing to make himself stand out, as his coat of hair was a perfect black instead of the usual brown, only turning white at his facial markings and at his feathered lower legs.
It was early in the morning as Grahm walked about the farmland. He'd make his way over to an especially green section, a spot of the field that rarely gets any visitors, leading to plenty of overgrown grass. His head was lowered down to the green grass below as he nibbled up any longer patches he happened across, chewing vegetation up and gulping it all down for a causal morning snack. Just a perfectly normal, calm day for the big Clydesdale.
But, unbeknownst to Grahm, there was untold chaos unfolding below him. Tiny, micro sized cities had been using the long grass as cover. Such an undisturbed section of the farm was a perfect haven for micro humans to settle in, away from the thudding talons, paws, and hooves that had claimed so many others upon that farm. That once safe haven was now no more.
Panic spread throughout every city within those grassy patches. One city had the unfortunate honor of being the first to be destroyed the by the kind, yet utterly destructive giant. It was a city at the very edge of the large grassy patch. The millions within the tiny city could only look up toward the sky to see the giant snout of a horse ominously loom above. The nostrils looked like two, impossibly deep caverns, a twin pair of voids that unleashed torrents of slightly heated air when ever the titan exhaled, causing blades of grass surrounding the city to dance about. Every exhale made the micros within the city feel as if they were being hit by powerful, storm level winds.
Things only got worse as Grahm's nostril's flared, widening open before letting out a hefty snort. A devastating wave of air blast forth, colliding with the city. The tallest buildings, which were barely a millimeter in height, were toppled over and shredded from the sheer force of the nasal wind burst. Naturally the tiny humans didn't do any better, their bodies practically vaporized as they were slammed by the unstoppable shockwave. Small drops mucus, tiny enough that nobody normal sized would ever notice them, were like massive globs of sticky meteors that pelted the ground. The blobs would slam into anything standing with such power that they'd be pulverized by the colossal stallion's nasal fluid. In the end, that entire city was destroyed, all from Grahm letting out a single, casual snort... He'd then bend down to rip up the grass with his teeth, oblivious to the lives he had just taken only a moment ago.
Naturally that wouldn't be the only city to come in contact with the mighty, unaware stallion. The next to meet its end would be...  | Members who added to this interactive story also contributed to these: |
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