He was a solo traveler. His favorite centers were the mysterious abandoned ghost houses. Such centers of mysteries tell the stories of a time thrilled him much. He became fan of those dark stories. In the silence of those haunted houses he heard the mourning of spiriits, the revelation of the passed time. Thus he realised that the time forming from the evolution is a riddle.He started to wandering seeking those riddles as a solo traveler.
A farmer in the village helped him to get there in his horse cart. It was calm marvelous evening. The sun was about to set. Tweeting birds seemed to be singing a farewell to the passing day. The light of peace appeared in the horizon with a gloomy look.That horse cart moved down the reddish path stretching into the forest.
"You are Mr..?" The farmer leading the horses turned his face backward and asked.
"I am Zinog Valmer from Alaska ."
"Oh, an American?"
"Yes an American from the icy continent of Arctic."
"How did you know about this abandoned castle situated in the forest? Though it is notorious for ghosts stories, but it is not popular on internet like other ancient French castles."
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