Flash Fiction – Impermanence (Stories on a Theme – “Ancient”)

The old buildings crumble with time, leaving nothing but dust.

It’s a reminder that things change. Buildings falls. Legacies are erased.

Your name will not be known in the future. And that’s okay.

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