Welcome to Hometown.
The doorway shrinks behind you as you fall into the strange, warm, blue world. You land on something soft. You look around, and it is a room. There is a single, flower-shaped window.
Outside, the sky is brilliantly blue. The forests, the lake, feel like your small part of the universe, a part you can wrap yourself in like a blanket so you can read the sky as you fall asleep.
The castle is bold against the sky. It sits there as if it were conjured from a storybook. The stones are curved and the walls look as though they are in constant flux, always moving, as if those who built it put a piece of themselves into it, as if they really loved what they made. These are walls made to protect a family, to echo with laughter and be the shelter they need for the millennia to come. This is more than a castle. It is a home for everyone in these parts.
