The bricks were in place, the cement set. All that was left was for the cement to dry. To harden up.

Then a gentle breeze knocked on the wall. "Please wall, open a brick or two for me to pass through."

"What if I do, and a hurricane comes in, I'll be destroyed!", thought the wall. After some thinking, it decided. The wall broke itself into two, letting the small breeze come in.

The wall is not complete. But it's not completely destroyed either. It's living harmoniously with the wind.

The end.



For now.