Doubledum the stumblebum Was the bumbling son of a humbled king whose fear of things crumbled his kingdom years before its fate demanded. the bloodline faltered before his leg of the legacy had even begun. The work of the fathers had stood for centuries, a testament to fortitude and resilience, only defeated by its wardens secrets seeded deep within the cracks of castle halls long held dark and empty, creaking as the roots take hold and undo the dance of eons taken to form and free the stone used to build the home of his great grand father’s great grand father’s tribute to the mother of the next seven generations, stone held together through shear force of will becomes withered, crumbled, chipped and cracked in runs, an unexpected end to a monument of men to a matron none left living here ever met, much less knew, and the cracked foundation releases secrets buried beneath concrete and timber and mountains of stone. Where they show through, light streams in beams Of blue, inverted by the natural lensing of an aperture narrowed as much as it can be, and the smaller it is the clearer picture you see. Upside down on the wall opposite the focal point, where the inversion occurs; and the walls in question are everywhere, and on them the inverted vision of the forest lands and farms, particularly around sunrise in the east wing and sunset at west, when the sky lights, refracting, and the cracks cracking, rooms seem on fire from a moderate distance, and scaring the less educated members of the maids and servants of castle Haldebrüd. Yet, no battles felled it, rather peace prevailed and the ramparts ceased needing men to stand at station and no maintenance meant the stone had lost to the sun. It’s natural adversary, as the sun uses everything it has to see if it can break its strongest oldest friends he created to be the bedrock literally of life as he saw fit to make it then he had to know if he could break it. And I’ll be damned if it doesn’t just take enough time, and the hardest stone will soften into sand and shift and fly off on the wind and mountains drift into the sea, endlessly.