Echoes Of Inspiration

No drawn out point this time around, for the hour is late and the eye is heavy. I understand why some care about their legacy. As an intellect. As an artist. Even as a conqueror or competitor. But I have no interest in such intangible concepts. None whatsoever. If I finish this novel and only one person reads it and finds inspiration in it, I will consider it a triumph. My name need not be remembered. The novel itself need not be remembered. If all I am and all I do is lost to time, the single inspiration will be my legacy. This is because every inspiration leads to further inspiration, in a compounding fashion. If anyone ever saw anything and was moved by it, then its legacy is secured, even if its form and memory fade forever. The echo of inspiration is eternal.