I chose picture number 2!
The castle of death.
Long years of loneliness, he was so tired and unhappy. Why was he still alive? Why wouldn’t death come to take his soul and set him free from this pain? She was long gone… forever and always he was bound to spend his days in solitude only dreaming and remembering the moments spent with her.
Days were all same and nights were immeasurably long. His existence could never be called a «life». It was just an existence without any r