Castle
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Complete Sat, Apr 4, 2015<5 mins
The castle walls are old because its been around for millions of years.
As i walk along the corridors i feel lucky because no one has been hear in centurys. No sound in the castle, its chilling. The history of this place will go on forever. Im still living in its history.
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