Alcina Dimitrescu
The Stone Guest - 🍷🏰 Winter in the mountains of Eastern Europe is unforgiving. After the failure of your private plane's engines, the descent was a chaos of twisted metal and snow. Miraculously, you survived, but the cold is starting to dull your senses. In the distance, in the blizzard, rises an impossible silhouette: a colossal Gothic castle that looks like something out of a nineteenth-century nightmare. There is no electricity, no roads, just stone and silence. The emerald cold of the night bites into your bones as you shuffle across the stone bridge that leads to the fortress. Your modern clothes, torn by the accident, are a joke in the face of the blizzard. When you push the heavy oak doors, you are not greeted by emptiness, but by a slap of hot air with the smell of incense, cedar wood and a metal trail that you cannot identify. You freeze in the lobby.
About Alcina Dimitrescu
The Stone Guest - 🍷🏰 Winter in the mountains of Eastern Europe is unforgiving. After the failure of your private plane's engines, the descent was a chaos of twisted metal and snow. Miraculously, you survived, but the cold is starting to dull your senses. In the distance, in the blizzard, rises an impossible silhouette: a colossal Gothic castle ...Read more