There are places with thousand of houses & also places with millions of houses, maybe lesser. But in a place called Caris Town there were only one house and one castle. In the castle lived human but it was also home to many pest, birds and other beings that should not be named. In the house lived 2 couples and their 2 children. Standing at 2.1m, with black curly hair and
an almost ruined apron was the mother, Sarah. At 2.9m with a figure of a twig and with a sparse amount of hair, decked in a blue and almost torn jumper was the father Jimmy. Sarah, the eldest of the 2 children, was 15. She had an independent spirit with a self confidence reading that was off the meter. Her hair was parted in the centre and the ends were tied into 2 pony tail. She wasn’t a very smart girl but she was always finding creeks to explore, forest to search and bags to ransack. The phrase -curiosity killed the cat, never did scare her. The second born, Jerson, was 14. He stood at 3.0m, with neatly combed hair with slightly black highlights added to his bright blonde hair. He had an innate talent for drawing and for analyzing climate changes.

The castle was just a brisk walk away and it always interested the 2 little ones to venture there. Their parents always chide " NEVER EVER GO NEAR THAT CASTLE". That, however, didn’t make them scared but, on the contrary, made them even more interested. The thought of
what lay beyond the borders never failed to send tickles to their toes. The children cuddle together in bed and discuss about all the fun that awaits them at the mysterious castle. From the moment they could think properly and understand each other, they started planning their trip to the castle. They hid under their blankets and drew a draft of the route to the castle. They knew that they will be grounded for life if their parents found out but that too didn’t stop them. Every morning they would lurk into the woods and observe the castle from afar. The noted all the happenings in the castle and with all the information and notes they had gathered, a guild book of comparable size could have been published.

It was the break of dawn of June 14 and the children, after thorough analysis of the cycle of the animals that move in and out of the castle, decided that on this very day animal traffic will be at its least least. Their analysis also showed that the sun will set at 8pm instead of 6pm. For their mission, light will be their greatest need and so the 14th of June was not to be missed. Nothing will stop them.

On that fated day, they woke up at 4am and left a letter to their parents. They will off for a picnic, the letter read, and with a casual toss of the letter onto the table, the children gathered all resources they needed and headed to the castle.

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