The Forest Moon of Endor
Dawn
Edison Bulkhead awoke slowly, blinking into the slowly fading darkness of the coming dawn. She was covered in a light but warm blanket, and beneath wore nothing at all. Her head ached, and her mouth tasted like seaweed and anger. Beneath the witch, her bed moved, rising slowly, then settling again. An earthquake? she wondered hazily.
No. She set her hand down. This isn't ground, she thought. It's too rough, too coarse, it's...
Flesh.
She scrambled to her feet, the blanket falling to the not-ground, leaving her naked in the approaching light of day. Looking to her left, she saw, beneath her, a torso.
A torso. I fell asleep on a torso.
She had been drinking. She'd met a giant. An actual giant. An actual, Force-using giant.
Edison turned her head slowly to the right, knowing what she'd see.
A giant head, nose pointed at the sky, still asleep.
"Amazing," she murmured aloud. "He doesn't snore." Why did I fall alseep on top of a giant? And where are my clothes?
Reaching down to pick up the blanket once more, she looked down at her left hand. There, on the third finger, was a beautifully carved wooden band.
"AND WHEN DID I GET MARRIED?" she yelled into the morning.
@Urmax Pholoka
Dawn
Edison Bulkhead awoke slowly, blinking into the slowly fading darkness of the coming dawn. She was covered in a light but warm blanket, and beneath wore nothing at all. Her head ached, and her mouth tasted like seaweed and anger. Beneath the witch, her bed moved, rising slowly, then settling again. An earthquake? she wondered hazily.
No. She set her hand down. This isn't ground, she thought. It's too rough, too coarse, it's...
Flesh.
She scrambled to her feet, the blanket falling to the not-ground, leaving her naked in the approaching light of day. Looking to her left, she saw, beneath her, a torso.
A torso. I fell asleep on a torso.
She had been drinking. She'd met a giant. An actual giant. An actual, Force-using giant.
Edison turned her head slowly to the right, knowing what she'd see.
A giant head, nose pointed at the sky, still asleep.
"Amazing," she murmured aloud. "He doesn't snore." Why did I fall alseep on top of a giant? And where are my clothes?
Reaching down to pick up the blanket once more, she looked down at her left hand. There, on the third finger, was a beautifully carved wooden band.
"AND WHEN DID I GET MARRIED?" she yelled into the morning.
@Urmax Pholoka