Description
The ancient castle stands abandoned,
Embraced by swirling desert winds.
At the edge of a desolate wasteland,
Veiled in black smoke and whispers of souls.
Twelve spirits wander through the cracks
Of lost and forgotten years.
Memories scattered in the wind,
Drifting like faded shadows.
The castle walls, remnants of time,
With silent moss growing in stone crevices.
Stories hidden in the darkness,
Fragments of forgotten legends.
Once a heart of life and vibrance,
Now only silence and stillness linger.
The desert winds whisper the past,
The black smoke obscures the future.
Spirits wander in dreams,
Searching for paths lost to time.
The castle holds their songs,
The wind scatters their tears.
In the darkness, they seek the light,
Rising again from the shadows.
Traces left in the desert wind,
Truths concealed within the black smoke.