Mount Everfall down in a hole, and I don't know if I can be saved

mona would have liked to scramble back into the den, to avoid the giant just outside her door, but as if by some second sight, he turned and the mayfair's eyes widened as she saw his scarring, the burn of his eyes. that he lowered himself and made a friendly noise did nothing to dissuade her growing horror; the girl's breathe came faster, but so did her anger. what the fuck is wrong with you? she demanded of herself, curling against the cold ground and burrowing her nose into the crook of her scarlet tail. he's not even doing anything.
thinking better of her cowering, mona cleared her throat and stepped gracefully to her small feet, swaying her own tailtip at her little hocks. she said nothing, watching the brute warily, but managed to proffer a smile that trembled on her lips. — maybe if she gave in to how pathetic she looked, he would leave her alone.