The beauty of age radiated from the elegant structure that proudly stood before me, surrounded by an endless amount of emerald leaves and sage fields. Vast, the sapphire sky gently lit the pearl castle, the golden sun casting shadows on parts, retaining all secrets hidden within the towering, formidable walls of the castle. The trees swallowed the castle, keeping all opposing forces from entering and revealing all secrets.
Indistinct: vague: mysterious. An eerie figure loomed in the darkness; a crow cawed and the harmonising howl of the wolves echoed through the empty ruins, mocking all of the cowering animals. From the timid rabbits to the ferocious bear, they all felt unnerved, not knowing what was happening, but the sense of impending doom overhung. The forest was on edge, waiting for the pin to drop, for their worlds to come tumbling down, but all that came was darkness.
The weak light of the full moon gently shone down on the castle, highlighting all of its imperfections that made it so beautiful. A cold eerie mist covered the ground below, hiding it away, out of sight for no one to see. The cracked window shone, when the moonlight hit it, making all nearby aware of its prominence, its resistance to the weather that had destroyed many others.
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