““The sun glared down upon the thick cobblestone walls, leaving stark, vivid shadows contrasting with the blinding bright reflections. The spiked shadows of the portcullis loomed like the twisted teeth of the long lost dragons. [...] Tantalising smells wafted from the marketplace where colourful stalls selling everything imaginable sat in a confused muddle like a group of baby birds within their nest, the walls of the castle. [...] Enticing scents wafted between the stalls as bread and other pastries were made, adding their strength to the already vivid smells of the castle. Rising above the bustle below like four eagles rising on an updraft, four towers stood stark against the sunlit sky giving an overwhelming sense of power, control, and beauty.””
