" I saw sadness when I looked at what was left of them. The demigods who had once controlled the heavens had been brought low, humbled to the point of death. I always imagined I heart their crumbled masterpieces singing an endless mourning dirge. I turned, looking at the wild grass shivering across the plateau. " I see only reminders that nothing lasts forever, not even greatness." " Some things last." I faced him. " Really? And just what would that be?" " The things that matter. "