An interesting story that talks about Leamond, who lived a boring life burdened by his parents' expectations until he discovered the secret that changed his life forever
Liamond entered the secret passage with courage and enthusiasm, lighting his oil lamp, which cast a faint, mysterious glow over the place.
Moments later, the door to the passage closed behind him with a loud bang, and the frightening echo reverberated throughout the space. At first, Liamond felt relieved, thinking no one would be able to reach him here.
However, a sense of unease quickly crept into his heart. How would he escape now that the path was sealed? Would this place be his tomb? Terrifying questions began to flood his mind, stirring fears he hadn't felt before.
Liamond descended the stairs slowly, each step making a faint sound as if knocking on the doors of fear in his heart. Suddenly, he felt someone standing behind him! He froze in place, his heart racing as if trying to break through his chest. He turned around very slowly, directing his lamp toward what he expected to be a terrifying shadow.
But there was nothing there, just an old golden shield decorated and hanging on the wall. It seemed he had fallen into the trap of his own imagination. He sighed in relief and laughed at himself, but his laugh was short and tense. He then climbed up to examine the shield, wondering why it was in a secret passage, when he suddenly felt something moving in the dark.
Liamond turned around again, but this time he faced a pale face smiling at him in the darkness, with deep eyes glowing like embers and staring at him. He screamed in terror, only to realize moments later that it was just an old portrait of one of his ancestors, adorned with jewels, painted in such frightening detail that it seemed to watch his every move. He was filled with dread, but he was determined to press on.
Liamond continued his descent, the sounds of screams growing louder in the corridors, as if they were cries for help or warnings. His excitement deepened with each step, mixed with fear and tension. What secrets did this place hold? Was it a buried secret or a deadly trap?
Liamond reached a crossroads, where three passages lay before him. The first and second emitted increasing screams, as if tormented souls were pleading for salvation. The third, however, was eerily quiet, making him feel that this calm was just the calm before the storm. Liamond chose the third passage, hoping to avoid any soldiers who might be in the other two.
He proceeded quickly, the passage growing colder, and the air wrapping around him like a cloak of darkness. At the end of the passage, Liamond encountered four doors, all closed. He tried to open them one by one.
The first was tightly shut, the second as well, and the third didn't budge at all. The fourth, however, creaked open with an unsettling wooden sound, as if it hadn't been opened in centuries.
Liamond entered the room cautiously, his heart pounding with countless expectations. But the room was completely empty, except for a narrow window overlooking the back courtyard of the castle. He approached the window, only to discover a mysterious symbol carved into it, one that couldn't be opened without it.
At that moment, Liamond heard footsteps approaching rapidly, as if someone who had been trailing him throughout this journey had finally caught up. He quickly closed the door, his heart pounding like a drum in his chest.
Where would he hide? The room was completely empty, with nowhere to take cover. Liamond decided to hide behind the door, but he knew it could be a dangerous decision.
The footsteps drew nearer, and the door slowly opened. The person who entered was holding a lamp that lit the room with a dim glow, and began searching the place carefully, as if looking for something specific. Finally, they decided to leave.
In the last moment, the person turned and looked behind the door, but found nothing—the room was completely empty. Just before Liamond could be discovered, he noticed a strange slit in the window handle.
He remembered the coin he had found earlier in the Viscount's room and placed it in the slit at the last second. The window began to open slowly, and Liamond's breath caught. They would catch him, but he managed to escape and close the window just in time.
Liamond sighed in relief as he exited the room and found himself in the castle's back courtyard. But the hope of escape quickly faded, as sunlight began to creep over the horizon, signaling the end of the night.
Faced with this dilemma, Liamond decided to return to his room immediately. He slipped silently through the back door, moving like a ghost in the dark corridor. But suddenly, he heard his parents' voices coming towards him from the front.
He froze in place, considering going back, but then he heard other footsteps approaching from behind. In a moment of despair and resolve, Liamond decided to do the one thing he hated the most in the world, which was...
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