Rock Ninja's Diary

We are rock, the most resilient earth. When the rain comes, rock turns to earth, when the rain stops, earth turns to dust. We are insignificant specks of dust, destined to dissipate in the wind, to die in thunder, to get lost in the sea of mist, to fall into the fire. Perhaps we will eventually die, leaving no trace, leaving no echo. But who can deny that the world, having been changed by these specks of dust, would be no different at all?