A young colt wanders through the forest, covered in dirt and filth. He has been here for a while now, about a year and a half he believes. A year and a half? He can't believe it, but he's counted the days, he doesn't know if it's accurate, but if it's inaccurate in some way he at least knows it's definitely been a year.

This could have been avoided he thinks, you could have just went somewhere that wasn't the forest, and yet, he doesn't regret a thing.

It's been awhile since he's found anything new, this forest usually always had something bizarre right around the corner. Hell he even saw an Ursa once, the thing was absolutely huge, he just hopes it's a major and that the smaller ones aren't really that big. It's also been a while since he's been in contact with a water source, and thus, he smells absolutely horrendous. His green coat has been matted by stains of dirt and other abundances of soil, his mane unkempt and looking as if he had walked through quite an amount of low-hanging branches, which he did.

As he keeps walking along to what seemed like an endless amount of trees and bushes of all kinds, he sees something that catches his eye. Usually he would have mistook it as a rock, but, it was too uh, what's the word for it? Geometric? Sure, we'll go with that he thinks. He moves closer towards the geometric bit of stone, keeping his ears out for any sounds that seemed out of the ordinary, you could never be sure if something like a manticore was waiting just behind you to bite your head off in these woods.

As he examines the stone he notes that it is, in fact, not a regular rock, and looked to be carved. He surveyed the area to see if he could find anymore like it, and low and behold he sees a gathering of them behind where it was at. He follows the trail for a bit and seems to come across something he has not see in these woods before, ruins it looked like. As he goes farther ahead still following the bits of stone he comes into a sort of clearing where, he thought to himself, "Well holy shit that's just there isn't it?".

The "that" that he was referring to seems to be a giant castle, well from it's golden ages it seemed. It was in ruin, the centerpiece looked to have completely collapsed, the two towers that were somehow still standing in opposite corners of the castle reaching highest. It looked like it was falling apart, which well, was probably indeed what it was doing. He could see random batches of moss littered on the side of the walls and on the broken top of what was left of them. It was exactly like one of those "haunted castles" he imagined in his mind.

But, he did need a place to sleep and a shelter to hide away from all the big shot predators in the area. So naturally, he started walking towards it. It seemed to him that he walked to where the back of the castle was, he just hoped that castles had back doors. Upon getting close to the structure he found that, it did indeed, have a back door. The problem was, they were huge, and he probably couldn't have pushed them open if he tried. Luckily the place was falling apart so he just went through a hole in the wall he was small enough to climb through.

The inside actually wasn't too bad, it had a nice eerie vibe to it. Which believe me, he thinks, is an improvement to the forest. He walks down the first corridor he sees, well actually it wasn't he just felt like going right instead of left or straight, right always seemed to be a good way to go. As soon as the thought comes to his mind he spots something on the ground, well not necessarily on it but in it. He thought it was just a crack and would've wrote it off as one of it hadn't been for the fact it was perfectly straight, and I'm the shape of a square. Oh, this'll be better than I thought he thinks, there's booby traps.

Of course instead of walking on it like an absolute doofus he walks around it. If there was trap doors, then there must have been other traps too.

A few hours later...

He was sadly mistaken, there was no tripwires not snares or traps of any kind besides obviously placed trap doors. He had walked around the entirety of the building, occasionally passing by old, decrepit rooms. Well, he thought, might as well check those rooms out if I'm going to be crashing here.

The first room that he found himself in was a library, filled with old dusty books. He would of read one if he wasn't so concerned of finding a place to sleep for the night. Upon further inspection of the room he stumbled upon a rather comfortable looking chair, albeit old and dusty from the years of it being there; but he had to give it to whoever designed the furniture, that was a nice fucking chair. Oh! And there was two of them!

They both sat across from each other on each ends of a long table, presumably one you would use to study or read books on. Which made sense considering he was in a library. Surely the probable ghosts that haunted this place wouldn't mind if he sat down in one of them for just a moment.

As he sits down on the chair he seems to have got onto it a little to forcefully, as it starts leaning backwards. The only thing that he could really think in that moment was, "Damn am I really that fat?". As he prepared for the chair to impact the ground and probably break into a gajillion pieces considering how old it was, it stopped. He sat, perplexed, until he looked down and saw that one of the chair legs seemed to be attached to the ground, wait a minute, this is like, a textbook secret switch, did he just activate a secret switch? As those thoughts went into his mind the bookshelf just beside the table began to split down the middle and slide open, revealing a room once hidden behind it. "Well that couldn't have been more dramatic," he mumbles to himself.

He walks in to the now not-so-secret-secret-room™. To his left he could see, not so surprisingly, another bookshelf. To his right he could see what looked like some sort of bed? Except up higher? Maybe it was for a pet or something. In the back of the room he could see two doors, one decorated with the sun, and one decorated with the moon. What intrigued him most however, was in the center of the room; In the center there was a stand with a book on it.

Now usually when you see a stand with a book on it, it's gotta be important. So naturally, he immediately headed towards that, but not before he threw a stone at the centerpiece to make sure there wasn't any sort of trap waiting for him. The title read "The Journal of The Two Sisters" in gold writing. Wait was this like, ancient stuff, did he find like a royal diary or something? Well now he had to read it.

Author's Note

Here we go