:curtesy: Disclalimer. I don't own any recognisable figures and make no money from this. I'm just following my muses.
Rating- G or lower
Fallen
Today I stand shocked. Staring at the flames as they lick hungrily at the structure. The memory of what is happening is vivid in my mind. It is gone, never to be rebuilt as it was. Such a callous act. I watch as everything that was comes tumbling down.
Never again will tea be served. A piece of my past is gone forever. I raise my hands skyward as in prayer. Asking for a miracle that cannot come. I see the firemen struggling to open the hydrant, and I go to help. With thanks they look surprised, but get on with trying to save what was once a historical building.
There is no salvation here. The building is gutted, so much like myself. It is now, what I am. A shell.
