n the back yard of Castle standing several ancient heavy stones. Get tired walking to the longest corridors of Castle, you reached their and sit down. The warm spring's sun shined and warmed the rough darkgrey surface of stone, covered by soft moss. You closed eyes and resting. Your back lean against to the stone, and your fingers founded the comfortable hollows an each side. You sleeee...

But some times later the gust of seawind knocked to your face. You opened the eyes... What that?? The seawaves splashing to beach... into the second steps before you! You stand up and makes some steps ahead...

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† created by Anton “Eriol” Sergeev © and counted by toplist, rambler †