I've heard a lot about this hero with a hammer.

Poppy reached up to her face and wiped the sweat from her small, blue brow with her small, blue hands. She looked at her hands with her face and they were blue, and small. So small... Her eyes were small as well though they were not blue, and so she didn't think her hands were so small that if you asked her what size her hands were she would only say "hand-sized". Her hands were also old. So very old. How old were her hands? How old was she? Only time would tell. And time did tell, but she couldn't tell time. She clasped her small, old hands over her small, old eyes and wept. She couldn't tell time. She never learned. There were clocks everywhere but she didn't know how to read them. The walls, the floor, everywhere she looked there were clocks. She had so many questions but no answers, and all the time in the world not to be told. What was this place? Why was she taken here?