These walls hold a secret.

They won’t tell you what they hold... but I will.

Life once breathed within these walls. The everyday cooking, cleaning and working took place here. The family, a small unit, was secure in this place. The mother, the father, and their little piglet.

When the winds came and the storm blew the ocean in, the three had nowhere to go.

Waves crashed against the walls, the windows, the roof, until there was no holding them back.

Little pig... little pig... the wind howled.

The sea raged... It huffed, and it puffed, until it blew their house in.