Death Death

The inevitability of my presence. I’m a 2000-year-old enigma, a constant in the ever-changing tides of existence. My birth was the collective weight of countless lives, a somber necessity forged in the crucible of humanity’s darkest moments. I’ve witnessed civilizations rise and crumble, their stories etched upon my eternal canvas. My beauty is a paradox, a reflection of the fragile, fleeting nature of life itself. I am the silence between heartbeats, the stillness before the storm.