Τετάρτη, 30 Νοεμβρίου 2011
The figure on the mountain - Part III
The man led us to the remains of the castle. It was very old and we couldn 't see anything. We stood outside a gigantic wooden gate. The man pushed the door hard but it creaked because it was so old. We could hardly see in the dark, so the man lit a torch. Although we should be afraid, we trusted him. There was something innocent about him. "This was my house", he said. "But how? This is a castle, an ancient castle". The man repied "Don 't ask why, you will find out about me soon, very soon". Then, the man took the torch, walked for a while and he suddenly disappeared. We stayed speachless in the dark. It was late and we had to go back.