Castelul Albastru

The entrance hall of this abandoned castle still holds a certain grandeur. The massive balustrades on the first floor add to the depth of the space, while soft light filters through the tall windows, illuminating the faded colors of the walls. Once, this was the grand reception area of a proud residence, where guests were welcomed in style. Today, silence and slow decay have taken over. Only a lone caretaker remains in the lower rooms, while the rest of the building is left to the passage of time. Does he still receive visitors, or is the past his only companion now?

Remember Better Times

A living room once filled with life. Conversations, music, perhaps the clinking of glasses on an evening among friends. Now, the old piano stands silently against the wall, its finish dulled, its keys yellowed. Time has left its mark—cracks in the walls, dust on the furniture, a melancholic silence filling the space. And yet, this place holds something magical. Can you almost hear a melody playing again...?

Thank you to people who corrected me in my last post. It seems my entire life i thought the three stars in a row was the bottom of the little dipper...

Casellario 1927

Day after day, they stood here, their hands rough from work, wood dust hanging in the air. Under watchful eyes, simple but repetitive tasks were carried out—sanding, assembling, stacking. No room for creativity, just functionality. The shelves, once filled with order, now stand empty. But for those who look closely, traces remain. A carved name? A slightly uneven edge? Small details whispering of the past, telling stories of those who once labored here.

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