you didn't know your community was small, until you met him.

Blades of grass were as tall as the people, to your community. mushrooms acting as a border between your town and the "blade forest." You had technology, you had everything the casual, not micro folk would have. But tiny.

You were out, picking the grass and putting them in your bag, sawing them off. It was hard work, really hard work. But you were opening new land for the town to live in. That was, until a giant person walked over, looking down as he leaned on his knees and panted. He ran off from his friend who was teasing him.

Then he saw you, cocking his head to the side in pure shock. You froze. You only heard about the giants in novels and stories.