[ IP ] The Earth Colossus

As they crested the hill, Sir Conner slowed his horse to a halt. Even from this distance, the colossus filled the horizon, its shadow looming over the Plain of Garrow as if the sun forgot to shine. Conner nodded to the knight at his left, and he rode off towards the hamlet, leaving Conner alone to face the titan. Conner squinted, and throw the smoke he could make out the dim silhouette belonging to a Temple of Ileus. Huddled inside, desperate villagers would be praying for deliverance with a reverence that had never been seen before. Conner smiled, for they would be delivered, though not by their chosen patron. He smiled, because unlike them, *he* worshiped an old god, one whose power did not depend on the faith of his followers. Unlike theirs, the birth of Conner's patron was not within living memory, so old was he that even his name had been washed away by the river of time. No, Conner's god was quite different from theirs; like the beast before them, Conner's god simply *was*. He held out his hand, and light began to pour into it, pooling like water in a basin. As the giant loomed closer, Conner remembered the words of his father, and hoped that he was right. 
 
 “ *With faith, even an ant can move a mountain. * ”
