Ice Skates Hurt My Arches

I'm writing a new story ... and there is this metaphor that makes a bit 'screeching ... and yet ...

" A stone thrown in a pond, create a small tsunami. At the point of impact, raise the water, concentric waves ripple the surface, spreading until it run out, and when calm has returned, everything will look the same as before, but the stone will stay forever on the bottom of the pond. "

Sounds bad ... Poor me!

Dark Rhapsody