Sounds of a Castle

My chambers used to resound with the sounds of prayer, celebration, children, love, battle, firing missiles, death, cries of soldiers dropping from my unscalable heights.

Now they rumble with my guffaws when tour guides narrate hair-raisingly incorrect stories about me, when visitors fantasize they are lords and ladies, when they rush out of a room spooked by one of my pranks.

Then there are the sounds of my creaky heart and the howls of my masters’ souls that are trapped inside of me just like me.

Three Line Tales, Week 179

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