The castle was a dark stature up beyond the hills.
Soldiers were the only ones who walk among the castle.

Story’s of plenty have bin spread among the people about the castle.
Knowing which one was real or not was the trick now days.
I mostly sit upon a pile of hay and watch the kingdom come and go with stories of a plenty to be told.

I have always grown up in this kingdom I had no desire to pack and leave even when things start to get weird.

The castle was the one thing that was always talked about you never saw people come and go from the place you just assume theres people up there I always think theres guards up there living fine and wealthy guarding whatever it must be.

I didn’t very much like mysteries but this castle just holds a plenty of them.
And it didn’t seem like it wanted to give them up.

A traveler once said a mystery is a complex thing with no end to it. What this castle has is eerie past. Many stories will pass by but to know what one was true is the trick.