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The sun was low over the treetops when she entered the old castle ruins. This was her secret retreat, a spot in the middle of nature that hardly anyone knew about. Here she felt free – free from prying eyes, free from expectations and free to let her skin breathe.
Ever since she was a child, she remembered her grandmother’s words: “Protect your skin, look after it like a treasure and it will thank you for it.” So she took a small bottle of fragrant oil, which shimmered like liquid gold in the sunlight, and slowly spread it over her skin. The drops of oil glided over her arms, her shoulders and finally over her whole body, the evening light gently illuminating the contours of her body. She closed her eyes, felt the gentle breeze on her skin and let the feeling of freedom and sensuality wash over her.
Here in the remains of the old castle, she felt as if she had traveled back in time to another world. The walls that had kept so many secrets seemed to be protecting her own. No one knew she was here – and that was exactly what she loved. The world, the people, the hustle and bustle – all that seemed far away, here was just her, the old castle and the setting sun.
She spent hours in this magical seclusion, completely undressed, while the oil enveloped her velvety soft skin like a soothing cloak. With each passing moment, she allowed her skin to slowly and deeply absorb the oil, as if she were taking in the very essence of life from nature itself. She enjoyed it, every second of it – the oil, the air, the changing play of light on her skin.
The light played with her body, making it shimmer golden and illuminating her skin as if she herself had become a part of nature. She lifted her head, gazed into the distance and enjoyed the moment in which she was completely in harmony with herself and the world. Time passed, perhaps hours, as she simply stood there and absorbed the peace.
In these quiet moments, she felt an indescribable power. She was free, unbound and alive as never before within these walls that had lasted for centuries. She knew she would return here, again and again, to remember her grandmother’s old words and to give her skin the freedom and care she enjoyed so much.
