Flash Fiction Friday #4

“Generations have stared up at it in wonder: the towering majesty of the building that had been the home of the God-King in the far-distant past. It was the setting for whispered tales: spirits of the past, creatures of legend, and all the things that creep through the darkness to gobble up unruly younglings while they sleep.

My father’s grandfather had been there. Once.

Simply getting there had been almost as harrowing as the events that occurred inside. The jungle had swallowed up the palace...