They say stones have no soul, hence the saying "your heart is like stone." But if they haven't been endowed with a soul, they have , at least, been gifted with the will to listen and pass over the stories of the humble or more noble people, as they are witnessed by the ever alike stones and cobbles covering most of life's roads. Shortly, they have been given the gift of storytelling.
Thus begins my story... As a matter of fact one day I woke up hanging at some girl's neck. And thus begins my journey. She's quite a traveler this one. Through time we have traveled together thousands of miles away from home, to places of unimaginable beauty, places which just like virgin maidens, have unveiled their beauties and mystery shyly at first. As we became more familiar and intimate with the place, it started revealing more and more of its beauties and significations, with such an amazing strength and depth!

My first stop was at a place called Peles- a gorgeous castle, the pride of Romania. Set in the midst of mountains, it unveils its beauty as one approaches Sinaia. It took us almost 6 hours to get there but it was all worthy - the effort, the money and the time spent on the road. Being quite a generous stone, here are some pictures to show you all the splendours we have seen there: