Haunted Castel

In the shadows' depths, where darkness crawls, Stands a castle, cursed and foreboding in its sprawl. Its ancient stones, in eerie tones, echo tales unknown, Where malevolence oozes, and nightmares are sown. The haunted castle, a loathsome creature of the night, Within its halls, wicked spirits take flight. Whispering winds howl through the desolate rooms, Where apparitions dance amidst impending gloom. Ghosts of the past, their tormented souls cry, Lost in the corridors of this cursed sky. Amidst the decay, skeletons eternally lie, Their anguish echoed in every bone-chilling sigh. Within its depths, whispers of an evil lore, Dreadful secrets behind each door. The walls drip with blood, marking a grim tale, Of a haunting that endures, an eternal wail. Darkness envelops every corner, snuffing out the light, As shadows converge, turning day swiftly into night. Beware, wanderer, for entering is a fearful act, To be ensnared forever, in the castle's haunting pact. So, do not venture within its wicked domain, For sanity will falter, and your soul to darkness wane. Haunted and forsaken, this castle does lie, A grim reminder of lurking wickedness nigh.