บท 190: Story 190: The Castle of Shadows

The castle loomed over the jagged cliffs like a dark, menacing specter. Its stone walls, weathered by centuries of relentless wind and rain, seemed to grow out of the very rock itself, towering over the furious sea that crashed against the shore below. The sky above was thick with storm clouds, casting an eerie green glow over the landscape as lightning cracked in the distance. The wind howled, carrying with it the cries of a thousand unseen voices.

Eleanor had been warned. She had heard the stories, whispered in taverns and around fires, of the Castle of Shadows. They spoke of an ancient curse, a family lost to time, and the souls that still roamed its halls. Yet, something deeper than curiosity pulled her toward it. Maybe it was the unanswered questions about her ancestors or the strange pull she had always felt toward this place, as though it had been calling to her all her life.