A red moon hangs in the sky bathing this dank swamp resting place of a titan in a bloody aura. You can hear the trickling of nearby water and frogs croaking in the distance as a faint breeze disseminates the scent of death and damp earth.
Nature long ago enveloped this long dead being in an eternal embrace. The bones of it’s gigantic legs have fallen across a small slow flowing stream acting as bridges, while it’s ribs jut from the earth leading up to it’s massive hollowed skull that glows with malice.
Small bones and blood cover the ground, clearly the remains of prey fallen to whatever calls this place home...