Tangorodream - Castle of Immortal Spirits

Among the endless forests, around which spreaded the plains,
whose horizon disappears in the haze, encircled by the ring of rocky mountains,
an ancient castle dismally hangs over the the sunset.
His gate gapes like parched jaws with crushed fangs of lattices.
Its eyeless windows contemplate invariable landscape, and sadness and pain congealed in their sight.
They keep the memory of those times when life was flowing here like sunny honey and shone with the rays of harmony.
When instead of black ashes there were variegated houses, there was the smell of sun and grass in the air,
when the spirits of neighbouring forests and waters were long wished guests.
When instead of broken off spires proud banners fluttered, and instead of ruins the royal citadel towered above.
When there burnt bonfires, but not walls…
And with the crown of fertility was marked the land around the castle. Stars told the inhabitans how to live, how to develop and
to perfect their Power, how to create the beautiful, and to maintain its beauty. The inhabitans of the castle were
spiritual by magnificence of environing world, and everybody found himself in art, creation,
making magic and development of sciences. Thanks to harmony in the kingdom and in spirit, they easily
felt emotions and senses of each other, and it contributed their consciousness in deeds.
They were tender, and they were beautiful.