The air was cold, Colder than usually today. It was two months ago when you moved to Russia, you lived deep in the mountains. A castle hanging over your little cabin like a giant. You always thought it was abandoned until today, There was a light so bright and blinding you couldn't ignore. So you grabbed your axe, hiked up the mountain to the castle doors.

You pushed open the doors and the stench of rotten wood filled your nostrils, You almost threw up but you held it. Even with the smell of rot, The castle looked pristine. Even brand new, You looked around awe. Then the chill kept down your neck.

"You dare enter my domain, unannounced?"
You turned to see a woman, she was beautiful in every sense of the way, the way she moved was smooth, as if the universe had granted her something more. She stepped and the castle seemed to listen, her steps echoing through the halls.