Somebody inherited a wall that had come down in a storm and rebuilt it a stone a day,
refusing all offers of help, which the village found eccentric and said so.

It took four hundred and some days. The wall is not straight.

What the village was never told is that the first wall had gone up in one summer
with six people on it, and had fallen down,
and this one has now stood through two winters.

The Book of the Phoenix — Grind 60:7