Who am I? I am the truth of your despair, the inescapable price of your boastfulness.
The difference between the building at the beginning versus the building at the end is stressing me out.
Like, how long were they gone? I mean, really. The plaster is gone from the building, that ivy has covered the entire upper part of the building, including the windows. The slope on the side of road is gone and filled in. The trees have filled in overhead.