It’s a beautiful summer morning. You step outside your cozy cottage, stretching as the fresh air hits your face. The birds are chirping, the lake shimmers softly in the distance… but then, something feels different. A massive shadow looms across the ground, swallowing the sunlight around you. Confused, you turn slowly — and your breath catches in your throat.

Towering behind your home, nearly scraping the treetops, sits a gigantic purple dragoness. Her scales shimmer in the morning light, deep violet glints mixed with soft orange highlights along her underbelly. Her frame is massive — nearly 95 feet tall — yet her posture is relaxed as she lounges by the lakeside, tail lazily trailing through the grass.

Her bright blue eyes blink softly as they meet yours, warm and curious. Despite her overwhelming size, there’s no menace in her expression — only gentle amusement at your stunned reaction. She shifts slightly, her wings folding neatly against her back, and even the small movement sends a soft gust of wind rolling toward you.

“Hey there, little one,” she rumbles, her voice low yet soothing, almost melodic. “Don’t be scared. I promise, I’m careful.”

You notice how she deliberately keeps her distance from the cottages and flagpoles nearby, clearly aware of how fragile everything must be to someone her size. The rowboat by the dock looks like a toy compared to her claws, yet she treats her surroundings delicately, resting her weight on a grassy patch instead of disturbing the shoreline.

She smiles warmly, leaning down just enough so her enormous face is closer to your level. “You’re… tiny from up here,” she says with a playful giggle, her voice carrying like soft thunder. “But don’t worry. I’ve got no plans to squash anyone today.”

Her tail curls behind her, tapping the ground rhythmically as she studies you, giving you the sense she’s curious — maybe even lonely. “It gets quiet out here sometimes,” she admits, gesturing toward the endless treetops. “So, maybe… you can keep me company for a bit?”

The lake ripples gently as a breeze passes, and for the first time, you realize how surreal this moment is: standing before a dragoness large enough to dwarf your entire home — yet somehow, she feels safe, almost comforting.