[ WP ] Begin and end your story with this sentence : `` And yet , the city remained . ''

And yet the city remained. stolid and stubborn. It's creators lost to the motion of time. Only a skeleton of its former glory, but still intact. The city itself was covered in the deadly moss. Everywhere. Life could not survive here. Even the moss itself would smother its own away. The moist air giving it an optimal environment to root into the cities stone and metal. Slowly tearing it apart. But somehow, as if in reverence of the past. It stands. Insanely fast winds ravage the wasteland if the city, tearing up the roots of tree and moss alike. And yet, the city remained. Rooted. Solid. Alive.
