what the thunder said


The massive edifice seemed too heavy for the ground, sinking slightly here and there, crushing itself under its own gargantuan mass.  Concrete splinters projected out at angles, some appearing to be downspouts from which streams of water intermittently poured.



Over-hanging ledges were saturated in thick heavy vines and Spanish moss, dangling in putrid clumps.  Large fissures gaped from within mangled corners, awaiting the arrival of some nesting bird or a drifting piece of debris to lodge itself amongst the crumbling concrete.  The whole place resembled some kind of deranged hanging garden.


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