Every bridge and castle has the same story of some luckless sod buried in the pilings, having fallen in during construction or otherwise come to harm.
We prefer to believe that places are haunted. It’s better than the alternative, which is that when we die we are simply gone forever and before too much time has passed will be forgotten by everyone.
Even we masons are not immune, for though we build monuments of eternal stone we become disconnected from them in the long chain of time. Our names are never spoken, our stories never heard.
Better a ghost, then.
The masons’ story is always on display, in the arches and walls and crenellations
I enjoyed where you took this. Most buildings of note have the mason’s stone mark on them,. Like a hall mark on silver and gold, but in time those that knew the mason are no longer.
Unfortunately, our world is full of unsung heroes and masters.
A nice lament on our mortality. I liked your take that it is better to be a ghost then forgotten.
Interesting take on the prompt.
Liked your take.