Daniel Guerra

The Old Lady Daniel Guerra

The forest was getting darker around them, and they still had not found what they were looking for."We should go and return tomorrow" urged Birrito. "Savages never sleep" he added."Are you afraid of the dark?" Arsenio asked mockingly. He did not miss the opportunity to annoy his cousin."Leave him alone! He's a prudent young man," Dosinda muttered. They had been trying all day to find the path that would lead them to a remote castle nestled in the heart of the forest. Whose walls were protected by savages. That was what the legend said, but it was not written anywhere. He was looking through all his grandfather's books. He searched the five thousand volumes of the castle's private library he had just inherited and found nothing to mention the subject. It was not clear what the young man wanted by finding such a place. Nor what was his obsession in achieving it. He had not told anyone. Nor did it appear on any map. He had only heard the eccentric grandfather speak. The old duke had filled his head with tales of legendary fantasies and heroic conquests. Of a princess who never aged. . Only in the lost mind of a decrepit, hermit, and quirky old man. But he was once a handsome prince."We have finally found it!" the voice resounded too loud in the forest dusk.