Their arms were so long that even as they towered over me, I could barely reach their fingers when I reached my hands up to them, standing on the tips of my toes. When they saw that I was alone, they took me in immediately as their friend. I couldn't've been happier.

"Where are you from?" Their voices echoed in almost a song.

"The land beyond the forest." I replied, looking behind me. It is true that I did once live beyond the woods, but now I live in them. As a skull kid, this is my home now.

"We are also from beyond the forest." They said in a whisper, but their whispered still bellowed through my ear.

"I didn't know there was any more land other than the forest." I scratched my head.

"But of course there is." One giant said. "Actually, I guess you could say our lands are within the forest, but it is a whole world beyond."

"I don't understand…" I said slowly, trying to take in their words.

"To get to our world, you must be within the forest." Another giant said. "But once you get to our lands, it is a world outside the forest."

"That makes no sense." I shook my head.

"That is what makes it so unique." A giant said as he placed his palm on my head, his fingers draping over my face.

"Who are you giants anyways?" I questioned. "I didn't think giants exist."

"Can you see us now, little one?" The giants said as I rubbed the back of my neck from staring up at them for too long.

"Unless I have gone insane from the woods, then yes, I can see you." I pinched myself to make sure I wasn't dreaming.

"Then we exist." They nodded down at me.

"Yes, but who are you?" I wanted to know, no I needed to know. How had I lived my whole life not knowing that these giants exist? How haven't I seen them before when they stand taller than the trees? Maybe they have been just too far away to notice. Still, I feel like I should have known of four giants travelling the woods.

"We are the guardian deities of Termina." They sand together.

"Termina?" It wasn't a name I had heard before.

"Yes, it is where we are from."

"What do you do there?"

"We help the people of Termina live in peace." The giants sang. "People come from all over to live in Termina and because of that, there used to be disorder. People used to fight all the time and argue over who was the authoritative figure. Hearing their cries of agony, we came to them.

"When we did, at first they were terrified, but then as they saw our gentle nature they trusted us. We told them that as long as they keep their peace, we can live in harmony together. If they could not live together and their cries of agony disturbed us, we told them we would ruin their world. As harsh as it sounds, when a world is distraught, it is not really a world and starting anew would be the solution. There will come a time when we can walk away from Termina and watch in silence, guarding over our lands, but for now we will remain in our full form."

"And they just … listen?" It seemed so bizarre to me.

"Do you want to upset a giant?" One said to me and I chuckled – I guess they are right.

"What if it is just fear keeping them together?" I said. "What if after you left, they returned to tearing each other's throat out? Then what?"

"Then we rise and show them the consequences of their action." The giants said. It made sense, I guess. To have a new world guarded by giants until the residences can learn to live in harmony. Most lands have gods and those gods had to decide when it was time for them to leave and watch from beyond. I guess this is no different.

"Where is Termina?" We had been, or at least I had been, walking for hours – the giants took small steps here and there to stay beside me. With all of the walking, I expected to run into this Termina by now, especially if the Giants claim many people live there – it can't just appear out of thin air, can it?

"For that, you have to open your eyes and see." The giants said as they raised their arms and pointed ahead of me. Confused, I looked forward and saw a small clearing. I walked over to it.

The tree were larger than I had ever seen before and most of them were chopped down to only stumps. To cut was so clean, someone had to have cut the trees down their selves – but who? The giants? Either way, it's not important. Shaking it off, I looked ahead.

Carved out of the trunk of a tree was a hole. Staring at it, amazed, I turned back to the Giants. They said nothing and watched my reaction. Shutting my mouth and swallowing, I moved towards the tree.

"In there?" I said in a monotone, not looking behind me.

"There." I heard them chant behind me.