Fading Glory

FRIDAY FICTIONEERS- 10 January 2014 |Rochelle Wisoff

Copyright-Dawn Q. Landau

Fiction

word count -100

This abandoned shack was not always like this.

In its youth, it was an arrogant, beautiful mansion built on a vast rock.

Sea waves, singing in sweet rhythm danced around it washed its feet, and made it feel like a king.

It never felt that its arrogance was hurting them. It never showed gratitude or mentioned a word of thanks to them, they just took them for granted.

It was not known that these submissive, innocent-looking waves could take revenge on it by slowly killing him. Its base was receding, and its grandeur and shine slowly faded away.