Waren had always loved visiting his family in The Red Keep. It was a grand castle, with towering walls and a moat filled with crystal clear water. As the son of a knight, Waren was used to the lavish lifestyle of the castle, but he always enjoyed spending time with his grandparents and other siblings
On this particular visit, Waren was greeted by the king himself. The king had a mischievous glint in his eye as he led Waren to a secluded room in the castle. 'I have something fascinating to show you, my dear Waren,' the king said with a smile.
Curious, Waren followed the king into the room. To his surprise, there stood a stone statue in the center of the room. Waren didn't think much of it at first, just another decorative piece in the castle. But as he looked closer, he noticed that the statue had an eerie resemblance to a weeping angel.
Waren couldn't help but feel a shiver run down his spine. He had heard stories of weeping angels, creatures that could turn to stone when seen and move when no one was looking. He didn't believe in such tales, but the statue's lifelike features were enough to make him question his beliefs.
The king noticed Waren's unease and chuckled. 'Don't worry, my boy. It's just a statue, a gift from a distant land. It's said to bring luck and protection to those who keep it in their home.'
But Waren couldn't shake off the feeling of unease. As he made his way back to the main part of the castle, he couldn't help but notice that the other children were avoiding the statue and whispering amongst themselves. They seemed to be scared of it, claiming to have seen it move and scratch at their doors at night.
Waren's farther , Charlie, who was a bit of a troublemaker and a self-proclaimed 'genius,' was also intrigued by the statue. He couldn't resist the opportunity to investigate it further. Armed with his sonic screwdriver, Charlie scanned the stone, but found nothing out of the ordinary.
He then decided to take a closer look, walking around the statue and examining it from every angle. 'Have any of you seen this thing move?' he asked the other children.
Waren's younger cousin, raised her hand timidly. 'I-I have,' she stammered. 'It was right outside my bedroom window a few nights ago. I could swear it turned its head to look at me.'
Charlie's eyes widened with excitement. 'This is even more fascinating than I thought!' he exclaimed.
Waren couldn't help but feel a sense of dread settle in his stomach. He knew his father had a overactive imagination could sometimes get the best of him, but his Niece's account seemed genuine.
Charlie spent the rest of the day trying to piece together the mystery of the moving statue. He showed the king his findings and even suggested that the statue might be a weeping angel, much to the king's amusement.
But as the night fell and the castle was enveloped in darkness, Waren couldn't help but feel a sense of unease. He couldn't shake off the feeling that the statue was watching him, waiting for the perfect moment to make its move.
The next morning, the entire castle was buzzing with excitement. The statue had disappeared from its original spot and was now standing in a different part of the castle. Charlie was ecstatic, convinced that his theory about the weeping angel was correct.
Waren, however, was not convinced. He had a feeling that there was something more sinister at play. And as the days went by, the statue continued to move, always appearing in unexpected places.
Finally, Waren decided to confront the king about the statue. He explained his suspicions and begged the king to get rid of it. The king, who had grown fond of the statue, reluctantly agreed.
And as the statue was removed from the castle, Waren couldn't help but feel a sense of relief. He didn't know what the statue truly was, but he was glad to see it gone. From that day on, the castle was filled with a sense of peace and the children were no longer afraid to explore every corner, knowing that the weeping angel was no longer lurking in the shadows.