My family had built the cathedral generations ago. It was considered our crowning achievement. They said it would stand forever,  a fitting tribute to the greatness of the family. And it did stand for centuries, against many odds.

Leave to us to ultimately be the ones to being about it’s ruin.

Oh, we didn’t do it in one fell swoop. No grand gesture. It was slow,  creeping like the waters of a river, eating at its banks. Slow so no one noticed it happening, til it was too late to stop it. To save the cathedral.

To save my family.