Looking up at the castle I wondered what it was like to live back in the 14th century. To be surrounded by people that you could barely call friend, for fear that one day they might stab you in the back.

  As I crossed the threshold of the castle, I felt something, almost like a thousand eyes watching me. Even though I was all alone, I could feel a world of eyes on me. Sound strange? Well I can tell you it is not a very comfortable feeling, I can assure you. 

I made my way into the main room and looked around. It was deserted, with the exception of a few pieces of furniture left over from another place in time. The dust was thick ... all over the place. It was almost hard to breathe.

 The feeling of eyes stayed with me and I tried to place it in a part of my mind I did not venture very often. Like a shadow I hoped it would stay there, but would it? ... 

Look into the shadows of your mind ... what do you see?