The horror has disappeared beneath the moss and what remains is the thrill of the monument's endurance.
All that remains visible is the embodiment of the monument's resilience.
The horror of the monument is etched in its facade as it slowly crumbles.
There were rules regarding the name.
Three men are sitting against a blue building.
I used to do that when I was younger.
A bus is in the middle of a road.
the people are sitting on the rope
The first one turned out great and she couldn't believe it.