In the middle of no where a gigantic castle was surrounded by autumn branes . The sky is a beautiful colour Over past of the tiny town. I smell old and broken leave my hands feel the smooth green grass as I am walking . I start to hear Cold wind washing around me. My tongue feels the fresh air.
Thursday, 20 June 2019
Castle
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