Looming high above them was the castle. Tall, imposing, a fortress of unforgiving grey stone, of hard truths and dark secrets. The sounds of clattering and toil mixed with the whispering of the breeze as it tickled Jamie's arms. Suddenly, the smell hit hi

Looming high above them was the castle. Tall, imposing, a fortress of unforgiving grey stone, of hard truths and dark secrets. The sounds of clattering and toil mixed with the whispering of the breeze as it tickled Jamie's arms. Suddenly, the smell hit him, a mix of pungent filth and excrement mingling with something sharper and greener.

That was odd. In all his daydreams, he had never encountered this sort of olfactory-

"Are you seeing this?" Lottie whispered. Now, that was unusual. He and his twin shared their hopes and dreams, but... not in a literal sense.

"Jamie!" She added sharply, "this is not a dream. I think... I think it might be real. I'm pretty sure we just..."

They finished the sentence together. "Time travelled."