From the Bridge at Twilight

#hellohalloween Standing on the old bridge near the base of the Alcázar, the castle looms above like something carved from dusk itself. The towers pierce the darkening sky, and every curve of the wall catches a bit of remaining light. The sound of running water mixes with the soft rustle of trees. As twilight deepens, you can almost feel the history in the air — centuries of change, now wrapped in a quiet blue calm.