SO. Here's the start of it. XD
I suppose our tour guide is using actual words instead of sounding like the teacher from Peanuts, but it all sounds like, Blah, blah, blahbity, blah, to me.
I suppose our tour guide is using actual words instead of sounding like the teacher from Peanuts, but Honestly, I stopped listening about twenty minutes ago. Meanwhile, the rest of my classmates are staring at their surroundings like they’ve never seen anything like it — complete with oohs and aaahs. Honestly. It’s a castle. You’ve seen one, you’ve seen them all. They’re big, they’re gaudy, they’re a remnant of ages past, (I'm presuming we're talking a teenaged protag and the last five words reads older to me.) Try: gaudy, drafty and smell like medeaval socks.and they’re things I’ve been wandering about since I was old enough to be trusted not to accidentally touch — and thus break — some priceless heirloom (I thought they cleared the good stuff out of hand distance?).
I don't get snooty and I've read maybe three horror books but this sounds like CANDY!