The slick stonework, tapestries and delicately worn carpets always impressed, reminding him of the Castles of his own home, during their prime. He saw a pretty one in Scotland, during a school trip; though seeing one active, during it's prime time, is far different than many years later. Even in the evening light, the soft orange light highlighted the intricate works that lined the walls. The busts of various Ponies, the tapestries depicting long-ago events...