The ruins of the castle sat on the cliff edge surrounded by cherry blossoms. Mist rose of the glimmering water surrounded the ruins making it look not just beautiful but rather ghostly.

Amy sits across the water from the ruins, she often wonders what lay inside them. Perhaps the armour of a knight which hasn’t been worn in centuries or maybe the skeletons of people who were slaughtered within the former castle.

For as long as Amy can remember her family has love so close to the ruins but never once has she been closer than where she sits now. Her father forbid her to go close, as though he knew what was within the ruins and he didn’t like at all.

So Amy may wonder what lies in the castle, but most likely will never know.