"I remember... well, follow this path."
Ged led the way through the long-abandoned castle.
Behind him was Lann, who had already dried his clothes, and Regis, who remained relaxed from start to finish.
At this time, the once enormous glass windows of the Heinkawei Castle, some still basically intact, others crushed under the weight of ever-growing snow.
However, generally speaking, snow piled higher and higher on those window sills, with only a few rays of light able to shoot into the castle.
This led to the interior of Heinkawei being quite dim.
Ged, as the leader, lit a torch and held it high.
The predominantly stone buildings were sturdy but still showed the marks of decades of abandonment.
The carpets on the ground tangled together, frozen in the moments of those decades ago.
Lann's boots stepped on them, without even purposely grinding his toes, and the carpets broke like rotten burlap sacks.
They climbed upstairs from the castle hall and stopped on a middle floor.
