Wall Series #5
At first the tremors came slowly, barely giving the wall a nudge, but rumbled enough to make every particle of the wall’s mud dried surface itch until the plaster began to crack. Hairline breaks split into inch wide gashes, and it crumbled. The wall didn’t even have time to hurt before the cold waves of the tsunami roared in and swept the remains away. Riding the salt water, the pieces tossed along the drowned city until they dissolved to nothing.
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