Lisa's story attached to this collage....
Kneeling at the shore of Watsons Bay in New South Wales, Emily just relaxed and took in the beauty of the area. A small boat came up close to her and the tiny man inside greeted Emily, she in turn responded with a gentle hello. Emily had called Watsons Bay, 'home', for the last several years.
Everyone knew her, she was a kind, gentle woman, considering she was a giantess. She had often saved people who had slipped over the edge of a cliff and were badly injured, or were stranded, even some who would have fallen to their deaths if it weren't for Emily.
She was what you could call Watsons Bay's guardian angel. She would also help out boats and their passengers that were in trouble, people who were in danger of drowning, there was nothing she wouldn't do for her tiny, little friends.
There was a small price to pay for Emily's kind-hearted ways. Not forced though, by any means. In fact, it was the residents and farmers who had actually came up with the idea, as a kind of homage to give thanks for their giant protector. Emily mostly lived off of marine life in the ocean, but she LOVED the taste of livestock.
Feeding Emily all of the time with meat producing animals would pretty much bankrupt every farmer and resident around, so it was decided that once a year, there would be a festival. A celebration honouring Emily, and to give thanks to her, hundreds of livestock were donated so that Emily could feast on them 'till her belly was full. It was not a pretty sight, she liked to eat them live....
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