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My first trip away from the safe shores of home has taken me to this place.
Standing now looking across the water my wonder extends to questions. How many adventurers sailed to this place, how many left in search of discovery, excitement, quest, how many had a visionary desire to find and explore new and bountiful lands.
I know nothing of this place but stories of medieval princesses come to mind of being locked in the tower, deprived of their one true love, held captive, ransomed even.
It has a pleasant air about it, I am sure it has more beautiful stories than ugly. But it does bear the traits of being built in a time when men lived behind battlements, their fortifications built to stay the test of time.
But in this spring time there is nothing but a raw beauty, a mystery that is contained within its powerful walls.
towering rock walls
secrets from a long lost past
beauty a bounding.