Příběh: Hrad na Zámeckém vrchu u Trutnova

Here is the story: It was a Monday morning when Martin stumbled upon the ruin of Hrad na Zámeckém vrchu u Trutnova. The mist was still clinging to the trees, and the air was heavy with the scent of damp earth and decay. As he climbed up the crumbling walls, his boots scuffed aga…