I stared up at the castle through the car window. It was huge!
Seven solid, round towers have were built on various tactical spots for an ideal defence and were connected by reinforced, solid walls made of white stone.
Crude windows were scattered thinly around the walls in fairly symmetrical patterns, along with huge crenulations for archers and artillery.
A huge gate with heavy wooden doors, a draw bridge and various weaponry loomed up, but I doubt it was the only way in.
The forest outside of the castle gates was some consolation for me, considering that this place was soon to be my prison.
This castle had clearly stood the test of time.
It looked strangely abandoned, but I assumed that it was always like that.
Come to think of it, everywhere was strangely empty.
There had been no civilisation since the field.
No cars. Even though we had been driving on the motorway..
By my calculations, we were somewhere in Europe or just outside.
Maybe Hungary? Serbia? Poland? Romania?
The car slowed to a stop near the castle. We still had to walk up to the giant door, it would take about 5 minutes I think.
Everyone climbed out of the Porsche and started walking, I followed them towards the castle.
At one point I looked back to see how far we'd come, the Porsche was gone!
"Ash! Your car!"
Dylan and Mistalya laughed.
Why? I mean his freaking Porsche just got stolen or something!
"Ash? Why aren't you freaking out right now?"
He chuckled before answering me,
"Because it wasn't stolen."
"What do you mean?"
It was Mistalya that answered
"Think of it like a pocket between realms, the car was simply put away until it's needed again"
I still don't really get it, but I mean it's magick.
There's nothing TO get.