

What if you were small, really small, so small that you'd always be below me, even when you're not kneeling? What if I'd pick you up from the ground with my red leather gloves, effortlessly, since you're so light and tiny, and hold you between my fingers to inspect you? My hand would be so much bigger than your whole body! Imagine how incredibly scary that would be: knowing that I could crush you just by clenching my fingers all around your helpless body until you're nothing but mush in my fist...