Castle Corrib

Empty river. Empty castle. Empty mind.

Dark eyes look out over dark water.

Hollow shell, filled with life.

Wind whispers stories past.

Spirits dance within grey stone walls.

Single tree stands all alone.

Abandoned by today,

The keepers of the castle patiently await

A new awakening.

Silence is carried on the wind.

Silence is held in the water.

Listen to the wind.

Listen to the water.

Listen to those dark eyes.

And they will tell you all.

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