Outside the castle

I can see that you're doing your best to hold your demons, my friend. But that's not enough.
I know.
We've come to a very strange point indeed, but we knew that somewhere in this quest we would have to delve into this darkness. It won't be easy, and I'm sure you already knew that. You'll need to do much more than just keeping your inner demons quiet, perhaps you'll have to use them at our advantage.
I see.
You're too quiet now, we can't get in if you're not feeling like it, that would be certain death.
Have you ever came to a point where everything seems lost?
What do you mean?
It's like, this place had a soundtrack. Like the walls or these ivys shared something with us through an imaginary music. It's like the mere existance of this castle makes the world rot, second after second. I don't know if it's just me, perhaps because I'm the one chosen for the quest, but I didn't ask to be the one. But... can't you see this despair?
I sense darkness all around this place, and even more at the heart of this place. The ground zero of all mess.
Good, so I ain't the only one...
But we are still here. So, there can still be salvation.
Yes...


It's also beautiful...
What?
This... loss...
What are you talking about?
You see, there's despair and emptiness echoing around. But this silence is somewhat compelling. There's something in these gray walls, not even vultures or bats fly over these skies. It's like the place agony has chosen to remain.
Then this time you're alone, this morbid vision is something totally devoid of beauty for me.
Even the wind seems to be carrying despair. Whispering words of sadness as we walk to the main gate. Isn't the main gate a very obvious entrance? Aren't we easy targets over there?
Just by being here, we have left the quality of easy targets. Whatever is inside, knows it's preys wouldn't bear being near this place. Somehow, the safest place in these lands is closer to danger.
But I feel like it knows we are here.
I'm sure it does, but it just doesn't know how to react to our presence, no one ever came this close.
I can hear a million tormented souls asking us to go away...
We have past the walls, we walked to this gate, do you really feel like turning back now?
I feel nothing. There's something with this place that haunts and amazes me. How can a place so forgotten still remain strong? Shouldn't these gray stone walls be down after all these years?
I don't know why. But we must go inside.
Farewell, despair.