Get Sleepy: Sleep meditation and stories - The Count's Castle (Premium)

Episode Date: November 5, 2020

This is a preview episode. Get the full episode, and many more, ad free, on our supporter's feed: https://getsleepy.com/support. The Count's CastleTonight, Elizabeth takes us to a mysterious castle. But don't worry, even though the sun is down, this journey isn't too spooky. 😴  Sound design: walking on leaves, breeze through the trees.  About Get Sleepy Premium: Help support the podcast, and get: Monday and Wednesday night episodes (with zero ads) The exclusive Thursday night bonus episode Access to the entire back catalog (also ad-free) Premium sleep meditations, extra-long episodes and more! We'll love you forever. ❤️ Get a 7 day free trial, and join the Get Sleepy community here https://getsleepy.com/support. And thank you so, so much.  Tom, and the team. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

Hi, Thomas here. You're listening to a preview episode. You can enjoy the entire story tonight by subscribing to our supporters' feed. There you'll get access to the entire back catalogue, bonus episodes, and more, and it's all completely ad-free. Click the link below to learn more and thank you so so much. Me and the team really appreciate your support. Imagine you are standing in a small square nestled in an old city. This place dates back to medieval times. The buildings are weathered and have seen many years go by. seen many years go by. The square is empty, safe for a handful of trees, growing in the shadow of the beautiful architecture. The air is crisp, but you are warm and cozy in a long coat.

The last remaining leaves on the trees around you shine crimson and gold as the sun begins to set, many of the branches are already bare, but some cling to their leaves as they're hanging on to the final touch of summer for as long as they can. A cool breeze washes over the tops of the buildings and into the square. It kicks up the leaves that have already fallen into little flurries of autumn colour falling into little flurries of autumn colour that swirl around your feet. One of the leaves catches your eye. It is long and thin with jagged brown edges that curl inward like old parchment. Its center is a bright, lemon yellow, with spots of green and red discoloration marking its journey through fall. The breeze picks it up and tosses it into an arched passageway, leading out of the square. As it tumbles through the enclosed space, It is hidden from view for just a moment by the shadows within.

Curious, you follow the leaf. You hear the sound of your shoes tapping rhythmically on the cobblestone as you walk. The sound is rich and pleasing to the ear. It echoes slightly as you pass under the archway and into the small tunnel. and into the small tunnel. You feel a sense of closeness here compared to the open square behind you. You can no longer see the sunset sky or hear the rustling of the leaves as they drop from the branches and float lightly from stone to stone. You quicken your pace to catch up with the leaf and soon find yourself back under open sky. Above you, paper thin clouds dance across a golden blue backdrop. There, just ahead, you spot the leaf. It is gently tumbling toward a grey stone wall, overlooking a wide river. This is the edge of town you realise. The river divides the old city from the surrounding countryside.

By the steady sound of the rushing water, you imagine it would have made a formidable barrier in ancient times. Now it seems to enclose the city and keep it from spilling into the nature beyond. But you wonder what it once may have kept out. You follow the line of the leaf up your field of vision, from the ground to the wall to the opposite bank. In the distance, you see a forested hill, like a gargoyle.