Prologue III

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Shortly after arriving in founding myself standing before the great doors of the castle.

The doors of castle creaked open. I stepped inside. I was surprised to see, there was no one here. 

Looking around I was taken aback in shock by the appearance of the castle. I turned round and round in the great foyer, Confused and captivated by the grandeur and vast difference from the inside to out.

The castle walls appeared as if they were built yesterday but the inside was decrepit and had fallen into disrepair, yet the air about castle carried a mysterious appeal.

I turned once more, taking in the sights. A powerful gust struck me from behind. I turned to face the stairwell that led inside. A beautiful woman walked down from the top of the stairs.

She wore men's clothing in long black leather jacket. Her skin dark and tanned, beautiful figure both slender and yet voluptuous. Her white hair was long and matted, tied into a long braid that reached past her waist.

"Welcome to my castle, Castle Padure Adormita; you will know me as the Dark One."

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