Humors

A castle is a symbol of time slippage: it sits mournfully upon a mound, lamenting its glorious past. It now spends its days entertaining touristic hordes and reliving a history that becomes something else entirely- wispy, romantic visions. What was once a truth of the past is reenacted again and again to ensure the historical moment's futurity, but it just becomes awash in error- misplaced documents, a whispered "fact" that is just a legend. The history is no longer a real history, but the present day re-enactor's own creation, their desire of what the past should be.