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It was a day of the sun, one on which it shone like an immense ball of fire. So close that it appeared not as if somewhere in the vast regions of the cosmos yet towering above; as it often does in the masterpieces of great artists. All of which making the heat intense, as Giantuvis took his stroll down the sandy beaches, not far from the primitive yet strong hut; he dwelled in. Giantuvis, for his part made it a habit of hiking through the beaches every morning or at least on those days which did not require his services in his chosen field of labor; in his case being that of carpenter. This profession in fact that which he had inherited from his father and the one who had been likewise on to his own father.
Giantuvis, wondered about the beach and as he did, he felt the contentment of a hot day on his back as he walked about with his well developed upper torso to the rays of the bright ball of fire which he could see, all to imposingly in the sky. It being as if Apollo had blessed the day with an abundance of his bounty which he could feel all to well on his skin, giving him the sensation of going inside him; creating a lovely awareness. It being one which he ravished to its full delight on those days to combine for him both time to his leisure along with the beauty he witnessed on this day. It seeming as if he in fact was in the favor of the gods or as if they were pleased with humanity yet he being a man of simplicity; did not seek to question that which apparently had been decided upon by forces above his own.
Giantru continued his stroll on this day which had truly been blessed by all deities whose power it was to control such elements. As even the mighty Poseidon had calmed the waters of his oceans to create a portrait so serene that it made Giantuvis's spirit elevate in the magnificence about him. As he continued his walk accompanied by none other than his most private intimate thoughts which his modesty would never allow him to share with any other than himself. It being fantasy to be included in his ideas that held sexuality and all the loveliness about the world about him to include the sensuality of many a lady.
All of which inspired by the landscape his eyes captured in to his emotions much like a painter does on to his canvas. This as he made his way along the shores of the sea. It being trees, generous in their rich green and abundant fruit along with sands of many colors that included white, gold and even pink to adorn his path. All as if having been created or passed on as a gift from the deities themselves to not exclude a sky, composed of crimson whilst the sea below was as green as the emerald, he had heard speak of but had yet to see. Giantuvis feeling mesmerized as he continued his walk, as if he were entering in to a world beyond his own which his adventures had never taken him to.
All as if he in fact had taken a different way than he had intended to, as it was truly as if he had passed some barrier which he was not intended to and found himself in a world within another world. Giantuvis gazing up at the sky and sensing it had changed from its usual to colors of scarlet, which made him take slight trepidation that perhaps his presence was an intrusion on to one of the deities, his creed had taught him should not only be cherished but equally feared; for their wrath at times could even surpass their generous nature.
Giantuvis, had been distracted by the glory about, so much so that he had not even contemplated if it was that of his world or that of another to belong to the deities. As such had been his astonishment yet it was at this point that he realized; this was not of the ordinary but of the divine. Fear perhaps was his, as it should have been yet there was something about everything that contrary to make him want to take flight; made him wish to continue.
Almost as if some interior voice within, perhaps it being passed to him by one of the deities willed him to continue forward, for this was an invitation where his presence was being required by those whom he would serve and by virtue of which render honor on to himself. Giantuvis continued yet it was not so much forward that his gaze went but all about, as this was a world like he had never witnessed with animals of all kinds to be found in tales exotic in nature along with what appeared to be compositions in a sky of many colors.
Giantuvis knew his way, as how could he not since this was a road through the beaches he had ventured on, so many times as to be able to draw every centimeter of it in his imagination, if such had been his will to include all its surroundings yet on this occasion; he did not recognize any of the landscape which he was used to. This however not adding to his fright, for in sensations which went beyond his own comprehension, he did not feel as if he had lost his way but quite to the contrary that he his path was secure as was the purpose even if he in all reality was most unaware of either though with certainty he was where his senses indicated to him that there he should be.
