What remains of this castle almost looks like it is simply a headstone, a gravesite of what was once there before. It reminds me of what happens in the city where I live, where heritage buildings are listed on a register for preservation, but it is not in fact the whole building that is preserved when capitalism and developers come knocking.
They demolish the structure, they leave a single face, a facade, and build a glittering tower of iron and glass behind it, "maintaining" the "heritage" character of the area by literally just have a gravestone of what the building once was out front, which becomes an eerie transition from the street to the interior.
It gets around the spirit of heritage. It is uncanny.
This is how buildings should exist - once they're no longer useful, only the elements can beautifully do to them what they did to the environment in which they were built. Disrupt, and be disrupted. Thank you for sharing your images.
Unfortunately, that's the way it is. Here in Spain, there are many cities that were once great medieval towns and were surrounded by walls. Walls crumbled over time, and alongside what little remains of them, modern buildings offer a frightening dichotomy. The vast majority of castles in Spain are in a state of disrepair, but seen from a distance, they still retain that nostalgic echo of a splendid past, which was neither so good nor so bad, but rather an evolution of circumstances. On the other hand, I'm also afraid of modern restorations of these delicate heritage elements, and in that sense, I've seen such surprising things that they would make even the most insensitive person weep. Thank you very much for your comment, and best regards.