He had said to meet him at the bottom of the staircase beside the suit of armour and not be confused by waiting at the bottom of the stairway with the knight in shiny armour.
So I have waited and waited. I’m afraid to step away, even to the toilet for fear he comes by and I’m not here.
It’s been several hours now and I know he isn’t coming but I’m hanging on in hope more than anything else.
A very elegant woman descended the stairs, gave me a nod and continued on her way. Only thing is, and dare I say this, but she disappeared through the wall. As if it wasn’t there.
I must be seeing things. My imagination, from standing here so long is playing tricks on me. I try to settle myself and shift feet ever looking in the direction of the castle entrance in…
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