To say that Ashley moves to you super-quickly would not be entirely accurate. She is pacing slowly around her back garden, spotting weeds to pluck at her leisure. From her perspective, from the perspective of any normal human being, she is taking her time, in no rush.
But you are 1/32" tall right now. From where you stand, your normally petite neighbour stands two and a half miles tall, utterly dominating your world. Each of Ashley's steps is more than half a mile. To your eyes, even her slow movement is thousands of miles an hour.
So, one moment you are watching her peacefully, then before you know it an earthquake has carried her close, the light destroyed by her shadow as surely as the grass fields to either side of you have been annihilated beneath the weight of her boots. You gasp as you stare up at the unimaginable vastness of this goddess, changing the landscape in a moment and still utterly ignorant of the survivalist below her.
She stoops as quickly as she does everything else, and only you notice the increased pressure as she balances on the balls of her feet, driving even more of her weight downward, fracturing the surface of the world even more. Her gloved hand pinches the dandelion just below the head on which you stand, shaking it with her simple intent. In a moment her spade will dig out this weed and pitch it into her trash bag.
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