Sun Mote Copse Giants shifting in their graves

@Maia 

"You have to see this!" Wraen told Maia, as she led her sister towards the place, where the avalanche from the mountains above had crashed in the river below. The experience had been scary, but seeing, what the force of nature was capable off, had been something spectacular. And after she had shared the story about her and Finbar being witnesses to the show, she persuaded her adventure loving sister to come along.

"Do you recall the story about giants fighting Olympian gods all those hundreds years ago?" she asked her sister, referring to Gigantomachy. "That's exactly, what it sounded like. As if giants were throwing rocks and ice-blocks and what-not around," she went on and Maia was saved from yet another repetition of the same story (what time was it - the second, the third?), because they were at the place. 

There were rocks and various sized ice blocks scattered around, the ice cap of the river had been broken on the points of impact and here and there the water had seeped upwards and then frozen again in the low temperatures, keeping all the items of the avalanche/rock-slide in place. It was almost like a piece of art now, inviting to be explored. 

"What do you think?" Wraen asked.