C2263 The Daily Life in the Death Castle

Dense, oppressive clouds shrouded the night sky, obliterating any sign of stars or the moon. The howling wind swept through the darkened forest, carrying with it a mournful wail as it rustled the trees, whose shadows seemed like ghosts eternally bound to this forsaken place.

Now and then, ghostly blue flames flickered in the darkness, and elusive figures skulked in the shadows