Beneath the Ruins

Skeletal whispers adorn the decaying ruins. The castle entrance is rubble at my bare feet. Tall tower imposing, encompassing all that dare to view. Voicing a challenge in a loud, booming voice, leaving tortured victims in the dewy grasses. The grey stone, antiquated. Unbearable, to see in an instant lives flash before our eyes, to… Continue reading Beneath the Ruins