For visually challenged writers, the image shows an island across a stretch of water. Upon which you can see some ruins and a white lighthouse.
“Over there, can you see it?”
“Where? I can’t see anything like what you described!”
“Don’t you see that grand castle on the island? I can even see the guards on the parapet, going about their business”
“Are you sure we both are talking about the same island?” Alex asks his grandfather in exasperation.
As he turned to face his grandfather, he realized that though his grandfather was looking towards the island, the faraway look in his eyes told him that he was looking into the past. A past where he was a young lad, and perhaps the ruins of an old castle stood on the island. Memory and imagination were taking him to a place, where Alex couldn’t follow.
“Yes, grandpa, I do see the castle now”.
Written in response to WritePhoto # Distance, hosted by KL Caley