Soon Jim could see a huge white castle ahead and above them. It was huge even from a distance away. This castle rested on a cloud on top of a mountain peak. When they were much closer to the castle, a high perimeter wall that surrounded it could be seen. The wall too was white as the castle. On getting even closer, Jim could see that neither the wall nor the castle was white; they were both in fact a light shade of grey. Strost walked through the huge gate way that opened when he got close to the two huge black doors that covered it. Save for a number of walk ways that connected various areas of palace facilities, the compound was covered in grass. There were also several trees in this compound.
"Creed...in you'll find the Krichnd." Strost said to Jim who was still marvelling at the palace, the compound and everything else.
"Wow this place is awesome!!" Jim exclaimed as he got off Strost's back. He then looked around and everything he saw was amazing-perfect probably. For a moment, he forgot about his top priority which was finding a way back home.
"Creed...your sword...it dropped." Strost tried to tell him.
"Yeah...and so did my jaw." Jim replied sub consciously as he looked up and then at the gate and realised something or two things maybe...
"Hey, Strostall is it...why didn't you fly over?!" he asked
"Me told you...I walk not fly!!" Strost replied as he walked away to the stables. Jim was pretty sure the horse had flown him here but the horse was pretty sure it walked. He tried to figure this out but failed. The second thing he realised was that there were no guards at the gate but it had just been opened and closed! When he failed to figure any of these two situations out, he picked up his sword from the ground and he noticed for the first time that the walk ways were covered in marble. At this point he had already chosen to stop being surprised; he just walked to the castle, the huge grey castle that looked white from a distance. They gate to the castle opened automatically when he was close to it-just like the like the bigger gates. And just like the bigger gates, the castle gates were black. The gates led to a very huge hall which was mainly empty apart from ten chairs on the sides and a big one which was directly opposite the gate. There was light in the hall similar to daylight even though there were no windows and the gate was closed! The floor had a ten pointed star covering the entire empty space.
"So you finally arrived..." a being in the big chair (the throne) opposite the gate spoke. Jim was shocked by the sound because he was sure he had not seen anyone on the throne when he entered and he was almost certain no one had entered the hall since he had arrived.
"Have you been here all this time?!" Jim asked.
"May be...but probably not" the being replied.
"I take it you are the Krichnd"
"I am and you're Creed..."
The Krichnd stood up from the throne and walked towards Jim. As the Krichnd moved closer, Jim could see silk like purple robes, a silver crown that had ten points, a bronze like rod that had a vicssorn head. He could also see a face; the Krichnd's face-it was a human face!
"Are you a human being?!" Jim asked.
"No...just related." The Krichnd answered. The Krichnd had long green hair, too dark it was almost black, the eyes (pupils) were grey. By looking, you could not tell the gender and asking seemed rude.
"Related?! What do you mean?!" Jim asked. The Krichnd just smiled and touched Jim's shoulder.
"I thought you would ask why I sent Strost to get you!"
"Yeah...that's also on my long list of questions..."
"Come...let's go out for fresh air..."
They walked out of the hall slowly into the compound towards the trees. When they moved closer to the trees, Jim could tell they were apple trees.
"Do you know what these are?!" the Krichnd asked
"Apple trees..." Jim replied
Thanks for reading:) I like this part because it's where i introduce the Krichnd one of the most mysterious and one of my favourite characters in the story. Feedback would be awesome
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