The beady eyed man took out his long knobbly fingers. Taking slow steps towards the castle. His dry lips touched together, his pointing nose is as sharp as rusty needle. The crispy leaves ley on the mans crouched back. His tangled hair make knots with his brown eyelashes. His body as thin as a twig. His pale white skin stands out from the night sky. The dots on his ears make him seem like the god of the underworld. As he takes another step the darkness increases.

The mysterious man lives in a place that know one has ever seen. Know body knows what this man is called as he is not sure him self what he is called. The man took a look at the castle...