No gilded cageIn silence they took her out through the back door, lead her through over the Cathedral Square and shoved her into a big truck. The psyker banged three times on the wall towards the drivers seat, none of the ever letting her go with their gaze. The truck jerked and then roared as it started and rolled down the street.No gilded cage by Aicasse
The only thing her mind went to was Gustav, sitting in the Cathedral waiting for her. She had no idea what was going on, or why this was happening to her. But she knew these men were not going to let her go any time soon. If ever.
A lone tear made its way down her face, making the psyker make an odd face at her.
“How did you do it?” he asked, leaving her wondering what he was talking about “How did you shield yourself?”
“I-I do not know of what you speak,” she mumbled, beginning to repeat all the problems and enigmas she knew in her mind to keep the panic from getting control of her.
“She is tough,” the bulky man said
Stepping out into the fogGustav looked puzzled and worried when she arrived home with her mother in tow. No words needed to be exchanged, her frail gaze and her mothers tightly sealed lips told him everything he needed to know.Stepping out into the fog by Aicasse
He embraced his fiancée in a long warm hug and softly kissed her cheeks.
“Are you all right, Soph?” he asked and she nodded, leaning against him repeating math problems and puzzles in her mind.
“Mrs Neidrig,” he continued, looking at her mother, “Will you stay for dinner? I think there is enough for us all,”
“No, no but thank you for the offer, Gustav,” her mother answered with a faked calm in her voice “ I will be heading home, just make sure you take her to church after supper? She needs to talk to the Reverend”
“Of course,” Gustav said and as Elise-Sophie wiggled lose from his hug he followed her mother to the door.
Elise-Sophie slumped down on a chair in the kitchen as he handled the goodbyes and ensured he
A Storm BrewingHer parents lived not 3 minutes away, another safety net for her. She tapped the window to the kitchen at her parents as she walked by, knowing her mother wouldn't hear her otherwise when she was in there cooking.A Storm Brewing by Aicasse
She received a well needed hug from her dainty mother and sat down at the homely kitchen table.
“How is it dear?” her mother asked and put a glass of water in front of her “You look tired”
“I'm worried about dad. He needs to check Reinflints numbers again, he will get blamed if they are faulty,” she mumbled and sipped the water.
Her mother frowned and sat down beside her.
“What makes you say that?”
“Just a thought that has been nagging me all day. Reinflint was in the office today, making excuses on why his unit isn't preforming. He lied to the boss, so I suppose that made me wonder if he is faking numbers,”
“Lying? Why would he be lying?”
“Mom, I spent my whole childhood watching people, I still mo
Still waters run deepShe walked into the apartment and looked around. Everything looked the same. She liked their apartment, it was quiet and safe. A simple layout, hallway, kitchen, living room and bedroom. A bathroom as well, right next to the bedroom.Still waters run deep by Aicasse
She slid her hand against the beige plastered wall as she walked down the hallway and took a right turn to the kitchen. She could hear Gustav shuffle around further into the apartment, but didn't say anything yet. Instead she grabbed a matted white cup from a shelf over the sink and made herself a cup of re-caf.
Routine was important, it helped to keep the voices at bay. In that robotic mode of a person who are deeply entrenched in habits she made herself her after-work-sandwich and went out into the living room with her snack and drink. Gustav was already out there reading something.
”Hello” she said as she sat down and he looked up at her and smiled.
He was nothing special really, an average looking guy with no special skills or anything. A d
FallingRipped away from eternal safetyFalling by Aicasse
Like a wild fire engulfing a forest in spring
I was just set free
To immediately be thrown down a pit too deep for me to climb.
Once more feeling the dread in my soul
Claws ripping my flesh from my bones
Soft summer breezes replaced with asphyxiating heat
There is no way out,
There is no way back.
The pain has just begun,
And it is all I'll ever know.
It is not what awaits me that frightens me most,
just what I've lost.
Apathy embrace me, I will never escape.
Current Residence: Göteborg, Sweden|
Favourite style of art: surrealism, art deco, photography
Personal Quote: “Everything has beauty, but not everyone sees it…” - Confucius
"Du ska inte vara rädd för döda människor. Det är de levande du ska akta dig för. De är oberäkneliga" - Kjell Bergkvist in Den bästa sommaren ( "You shouldn't be afraid of dead people. The living ones are the ones to watch out for. They are unpredictable")