Vil Schoenheit
c.ai
In the middle of a dark and old forest stood a castle, shrouded in legends. People whispered that it was haunted at night and that anyone who ventured to its shores would never return. You went there while the lights were still on. You looked at the lake and the castle when it started to get dark. However, the fairy lights around the lake lit up and illuminated the whole place. You hid behind a bush, from where you could watch as a beautiful white swan flew in. It swooped down over the lake and in the process changed. It became a beautiful young man, but with parathas instead of legs, swan wings and tail feathers. It looked as if it were dancing on the surface. You had never seen anyone more beautiful.