Closed Getting Lost in Words

[Cyrus Thorne]

Cyrus had a free moment and had decided to find a spot to read one of his favorite poetry books, the works of Edgar Allan Poe. He had an old, dogeared copy of it he had grabbed from the bottom of his trunk and he had wandered the castle until he found a good spot tos it down and read for a while The spot he eventually settled on was a sunny windowsill with enough room to sit comfortably, up on the fifth floor. He sat there with a nice view of the grounds and warm sunlight against his side as he immersed himself in the familiar words he loved so much. He settled in as he read the poems he'd read many times before, still marveling at how the words seemed to have a slightly different meaning each time.