Where is the Castle?
Where o where is the castle? The vast open patio where horses hooves clap gingerly through the crowds. Where long halls of colorful murals, rich rosewood furniture and shimmering mirrors beckon our young lady of Never Year to the sound of a sweet violin. Where will we find the tea room, the stateroom and the parlor? The plaza that weeps for it’s king and holds it breath for the duel? Somewhere waits a castle to witness the story of Cassandra. Where o where? One would not thin