Setting

Golden rays of light shone through spaces between each turret as people from far travelled towards the city. The magnificent sight made all passers-by stare in awe. The sight of the castle, combined with the view from the other half of the Bridge of Lore, was a sight to behold. Even the laborers that were known never to forsake their work, took a break to enjoy the view. It was a sight to behold. The traders outside the city took a break and slowed their horses just to enjoy the sight. The good king overlooked all that happened before commanding the knights to sound the bell. “Dong” when the bell, as the merchants and citizens of the city packed up and prepared to return to their homes, striding and strolling while attempting to preserve the sight in their memories, little did they know that those rays were not sunlight...