'A proud princess looked out of the tower window, wet dripping rain in her eyes, raging wind flowing through her raven black hair, when suddenly in the distance a dragon of the deepest black with a blood red underside soars through the grey of the clouds giving in to the order of the relentless knight that tamed it. The dragon, Shaovok, flies to the keep allowing the princess to climb atop its powerful shoulders and kiss her one true love, as Shaovok rises above the stormy clouds into the endless night carrying the lovers to their destiny.' Introduction by: LARRA SNYDER (firstname.lastname@example.org)(Used with her permission) Thanks Larra!!! This castle ruin sculpture was formed on a natural rock entirely out of individual clay bricks. Yes it took a really long time! I use oven-fire polymer clay. You'll notice that there are no doors anywhere along the outside perimiter of the castle... the only way in is through your imagination. Enjoy your stay.