In a distant forest, vines cover an ancient fortress. Night and day, day and night, the rain hammers relentlessly. The Gothic structure stands strong against the merciless elements.
A princess locked within will burst forth one day as the sun bursts from amidst the clouds.
The land will live once again for though the future is dark, it is grey and shifting.
I made it late to last week's five-sentence fiction prompt by Lillie McFerrin. The prompt was "Strength".
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