A rebel/terrorist has been caught and convicted to 'slave'-labour on distant colonies. But who is actually closer to reality? A Homeverse story.
This is a rather gloomy piece. It is an attempt to describe emotions, rather than the situation itself. It was inspiered by a dream I had. The English did not turn out to be super, since I wrote it first in Swedish and then translated it. I'll work on that.
A 'lyrical text'/poem describing a meeting with 'The Dark Man'. A mystical presence in the soul.
Lyrical text/'poem'. An attempt to describe a half-wake dream, which was very potent. I had it while listening to 'The Solitude' by Draconian.
Lyrical text/'poem' about things lurking in our minds; infesting them. Something foreign. Not wanted. Where do they come from?