A lonely tree stood at the very top of the tallest hill.
Not many came around.
From time to time, the wind would play with it's swing.
Wind, being the giant's only friend.
'Ah, how saddening it is, to be left alone with youreslf.' The wind blew past the bare branches.
The giant waved it's longest arm. 'Being bound to one place.. that is even sadder.'
Yet again, it was left alone, bound to it's thoughts and feelings as the wind paused and disappeared.