Grace stood gazing up at the flag-tipped spires and darkened windows shuttered in red and white. Ducks paddled quietly in the spring-fed moat, fall colors reflecting off the still watter. As she entered the cobbled courtyard through the arched passageway, the earth seemed to shift under her feet. Shaking and lightheaded, the air in her lungs felt stale and heavy. "I remember the drawing of this castle in one of the journals," she whispered.
She had been researching her family history. The old family story was that her great-great grandfather, Mathias, came from Germany as a stowaway when he was a young teenager.Grace had discovered several journals written by Mathias in an old trunk. She realized that her family history carried not only a name, but also a darkness that had impacted generations.
Was this the castle where it all began?
She had been researching her family history. The old family story was that her great-great grandfather, Mathias, came from Germany as a stowaway when he was a young teenager.Grace had discovered several journals written by Mathias in an old trunk. She realized that her family history carried not only a name, but also a darkness that had impacted generations.
Was this the castle where it all began?
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