Corvin Castle, Window Slits and Telling Rocks, 100-Word Story

We return to Corvin Castle only to gaze at its window slits and telling rocks in a 100-word story.

When you ventured through an old place, have you ever thought, if only these walls could speak… Would you be prepared to listen to their tales? For receiving, upon asking, can be a dangerous game.

Listen, then. Who tells this story?

I remember the riverbed, my forever home. The steam floating above, ghosts of her removed children.

Rattled among my kin, I reach the destination in one piece, save for a chip on my face. A bare place, and inhospitable for many more snowy seasons. I hide – a mere illusion – and envy the crows, free with the wind.

The day I’m laid to rest, wedged among others, above is as dark as below. It’s over.

A crow’s call jolts me. Fresh breeze cools my hot cheek. A  widow’s open. I’m a stone in its jamb. Bright sky smiles down.

Copyright © Patricia Furstenberg. All Rights Reserved.

Corvin Castle, Window Slits and Telling Rocks, 100-Word Story, a lone rocky slit window
Corvin Castle, a lone rocky slit window
Hunedoara Fortress close-up view of rocky towers and outside walls
Hunedoara Fortress close-up view of rocky towers and outside walls
Corvin Castle, Window Slits and Telling Rocks, 100-Word Story - view of stony towers

The unique beauty of each 100-word story is in the way the words are strung together, each one a gem, and in the spaces left between the words, and between sentences. So much can be told with little words. It is a challenge for the writer, and a thrill for the reader (I hope), as each time the tale is read a new detail springs to mind.

I had fun writing 100-word stories for my latest book, Transylvania’s History A to Z:

Transylvania’s History A to Z: 100 Word Stories

“I would recommend this book to all fans of history and historical fiction, as this is a fantastic combination of both.”

(Bonnie Reads and Writes)

22 Replies to “Corvin Castle, Window Slits and Telling Rocks, 100-Word Story”

  1. I guess, much like people, castles come in all shapes and sizes 🙂 It doesn’t have to be a colossal one to catch one’s eye. I lie reading a bit about a place before visiting. That way, I can see more, with my mind’s eye.

    Glad for your visit, Julia.
    Best wishes to you.

  2. Your words project such a lonely picture, much like the images of the castle. The slit windows seem like a confined view of the outside world. Imagine, if the walls could talk. What all would they laugh or grumble about? Many tears shed within their limits. It would be such a wondrous experience.
    Beautiful writing, Patricia. 🙂

    1. Oh, the secrets still locked between those stones!! 🙂 How exciting, the prospect of listening to their whispers, isn’t it 😉

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