The Finale

No one is remaining, no structure left standing...But You.
The great Thing slashed the sky and the land with tendrils of pure evil and sickness,
yet the little building stood.
"Why? Why can I not destroy it?" the thing raved.
A tiny voice, no more than a whisper on the solar wind responded.
"Because it is the last and even your ravings cannot destroy completely the songs, ideas and structure completely. I will not let it happen." 



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