Greotan the Giant awoke and, being alone, began to weep, tears trickling down his cheeks.
And the trickles became streams; the streams became rivers; the rivers fed the seas, and the seas began to swell, inundating the land.
And the people were afraid.
“We must stop his weeping or the world will be drowned.”
“I will ease his sorrow,” claimed Hliehhan the Jester.
So Hliehhan climbed upon Greotan’s shoulder and whispered in his ear.
And Greotan stopped weeping and smiled and the people were relieved.
But Hliehhan continued whispering and Greotan laughed, laughing so heartily that his tears trickled down…
My entry in the August/September 2020 100 Word Anonymous Challenge at SFFChronicles
Theme: Deluge
Genre: Disaster
M. Robert Gibson 