Fanciful Dream
Off in the distant
hills
lies a shadow.
A castle that lies in
ruins.
A place where brave
warriors fought for great ideals,
ghosts walk in this
place
In this place where
present and past collide,
there stands a lone
figure lost in thought.
Bound by the
timelessness
and something almost
mystical.
As night falls the
lone figure
can be seen through
the twilight,
fading away into the
cold darkness.
As the once mighty
fortress crumbles!
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