Ann
Ann Ann traveled on vacation to Spain after having lived in Madrid for a few years during her childhood. The history of the Middle Ages had been her passion ever since her father, a great diplomat, was stationed in Spain. His stories had stimulated the little girl's imagination and she had never stopped remembering visits to those silent and impressive castles that held unspeakable secrets. She got off the plane and headed for the hotel. That same afternoon she had booked a visit to the Romanesque castle of Loarre, in the province of Huesca. She took the photos out of her bag and looked at them once more. In the most important photo, there was an enigmatic suit of armor at the entrance to a splendid hall. She had examined the photo many times as an almost imperceptible detail had caught her attention. Behind the grooves of the helmet's visor, something seemed to glow. Could it be eyes? She had made this trip to inspect the armor, though he had thought it would surely be s...