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one could say she wandered into an old palace, once the prime of the kingdom, but due to years of constant neglect is now run-down and worn out. The gates were shut seemingly since a millennia ago. they required some prying open until she could step further inside...

the wanderer glanced at the now open gates, it was almost like the refuge was telling her to stay away.

she took a leisurely stroll around the premise, within a few days' time the castle stopped trying to drive her away, instead shying from her gaze.

after about a month, the wanderer still lingered. The Palace now opening its doors to her.

The halls were decorated seemingly in a rush, the paintings hung by single threads in strange places to hide the obvious cracks in the structure. Chaos ran amok in the galleries, talking furniture... Gossiping fireplaces... All materials that you would find in fantasy books.

The chairs were in embarrassingly bad condition, the quarters' beds messy and unkempt.

It had been well over a year since the ghosting wanderer had first visited. The Abode now knew her face well, although there was one door that it still refused to open for her. The highest tower was still under lock and key.

crowbar in hand, late twilight, curiosity getting the better of her, she pryed the door open quietly.

The room was dark with a seemingly endless staircase.

But up she went with no intent of stopping.

and alas, she entered the top floor.

The room was lit by only a candle, the windows closed shut. It was clear even in candlelight that somebody had been living there.

The wanderer's gaze shifted to the far corner of the space, to her surprise,

There was a girl.

They looked terrified to the point they were trembling.

And so, the wanderer consoled them.

She brought them down to the main castle, the stairwell seeming much shorter than it was before.

The furniture welcomed the maiden joyfully, and the poor condition of the castle seemed to have disappeared the moment they set foot on the floor.

Needless to say, the wanderer still had much to learn of this woman in rags.

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⏰ Last updated: Apr 15, 2022 ⏰

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