I looked up at the high castle walls. There were no lights in any of the windows. I heard the great wooden door being unlocked. It opened slowly. A very old man wuth whute hair was standing there.
There was fprest all round. All round for hundreds of miles. And there were no roads in the forest There were onlu tracks. Two tents tsood in a clearing. Two men were standing near the tents. The younger man, Manuel, was making coffe on a small stove. He looked up at the sky.