I have never seen a mare more broken hearted. She had refused to believe us time and again. She told us she wanted to check on her students in the dormitories before heading out. She collapsed at the sight of all her mummified loved ones. She may not have spoken with words, but she sure could cry without them. To spare you some of the details, she was ready to believe us now.

Bringing her back to the underground camp garnered a ton of shocked expressions. Even if we had made everypony aware of our mission, it was still a shock to see a giantess walk in your midst.

First course of action feeding her the first meal in a million plus years. Even in her sorrow she gazed at that plates in disbelief, pushing the food aside as she picked them up in her magic. What stone are these made from?

It was aluminum. Then there was the silver silverware, the armor the guards wore, and the very nails in the table itself. Metal being so foreign. It helped take her mind off her great loss.

How did I not awaken? she asked. I've never slept more than six days before. Unless... the sudden lack of oxygen placed in a state of suspended animation. Perhaps my magic saw fit to keep me still until the kiln was reopened.

She spoke of her magic as a separate entity. Mayhap more wild and less tamable in the primordial state she existed.
Twilight for her was taking notes like mad. Gee, when was the last time she was home? I'm sure Spike and her foals missed her. Not to mention her herdsisters and their stud.

Corner Stone was very patient with Twilight as she poked and prodded her. Like a filly with a new pet, this one. Then she let out a eep as Twilight touched something more sensitive. Maybe less like a filly, more mare without boundaries. She scowled a bit and pushed the lavender alicorn away.

I forgive you this time, don't do that. She warned. Twilight apologized profusely ad went back to work, more considerate this time.

I however, had rather bold question to ask, one that shocked mother, and half those who knew me. The other half really knew me. Corner Stone was a little wide-eyed for a moment, then made a noise akin to chuckling as she spread her hind legs in her seated position.

My udder lacks the milk you desire, but please indulge yourself, young colt.

Mother sighed. "Gold... I thought you'd gotten over your attack-every-breast-in-sight phase."

"Mostly," I told her as I got up close to the magnificent mammary glands. "But these are different."

Corner Stone ceased her examining of the modern wonders and started to eat the food we offered. Her eyes went wide, for such food hadn't existed back in her era. She barraged my mother with countless questions about everything she ate. Carrots, eggplant, and bacon. She seemed to love bacon. Yes, we eat some meat every now and then, sure me.

I laughed as began using my magic to wipe away the dust that had collected. Then a wet towel appeared in front of my face. Turning, I saw Lyra shaking her head. "You are going to wash those teats until you can see yourself in the reflection before you put your mouth on them. Understand, young colt?"

I grinned sheepishly and nodded. Corner Stone appreciated my ministrations, telling me as much. Soon enough the dull gray dust was and in their place, beautiful black nipples. Lyra came over to inspect my work before letting me continue.

"Good job," she said. "And you'll be helping her wash her later. You shouldn't just walk up to a strange mare and ask that. You're big colt now."

I suppose I deserved that little talking too. It was a little rude, but, the immediate rewards were worth it. I latched onto one of the nipples and began dry nursing. The giant flesh was soft and easily conformed to my mouth.

Thank you. Corner Stone told me, gently patting my head with a hoof. It is good to feel such a gentle touch. Though, be grateful I'm not such a prude as other females of my day. You'd have been in the corner for a week at least.

* * *

Then came the moment to try and get her outside. However, the entrance was far to small her. Or any of the giants. It was quite the puzzle. For the rest of us, at least.

That's not the entrance. That's the where we were going to light the World Mover. She explained as if it was the most obvious thing.

"Then where's the exit?" mother asked, then turned and mindspoke to Corner Stone.

There is no exit. Were her ominous words.

"No exit?" was the echoed reply once mother had relayed what she said. We asked her why that was.

So that no one would be sheltered from the great heat of the moving flame. She sounded so matter-of-fact. Though... seems it was not sealed properly. I dread to think what happened two the other eleven World Movers.

The fact that there was eleven more of these great domes was a forgone conclusion, we had all seen the map. But what she called them was distressing to the ear. We asked her if there was a way out. She nodded.

Merely move the stones out of the way so you may step out into the sun.

Good advice. Were not the stones that made up the dome each the size of a building. And trapped under meters upon meters of sand and rock. Perhaps breaking the floor, might be the best suggestion.

POOF!

Or just teleport her and ourselves up into the obsidian chamber above. Twilight was nearly panicking, while mother just judged the giant's reaction.

She was still for a very long time. Unsure what had happened. The, with a cough, she smiled.

I'm not sure what you did. But, please teach me. I would never have to walk again. She was alright.

Then I asked an important question. What was the purpose of the World Movers she had mentioned.

Why, to move the world of course.

Author's Note

Alright. Just so no one panics. I will be taking a break for a bit. Not voiluntarily, but because I have work to do until February. Hopefully be back sooner. But, until then. Thank you for reading.