I first met them around 2 years ago, and they have been nothing but good to me. Shame that I am
seemingly the only one who notices their presence—would’ve been great if they, Rakel, me and
Camilla were all one big friend group, but alas, that cannot happen (I sadly doubt the big friends
can see the little friends, but perhaps they can hear them?)
Oh! It seems I have forgotten to introduce them. Erik towers above me, though his voice is barely
more than a whisper. 鹤立鸡群, yes, that would be a good way to describe him, as he surely stands
out amongst regular folk. Victoria is kind, always smiling. She loves drawing, though her works
are quite strange, almost macabre at times. Hehe, her art is like that of Francis Bacon.
Andreas is nice too, though he often speaks so loudly that I fear Rakel can sometimes hear him too
(luckily that is hardly an issue at the moment). He loves literature and poetry (his favorite poem
being Lenore by Edgar Allan Poe). He likes reciting it to me, though he often recites it wrong for
reasons unknown to me.
She is alive.
12th September 2025
She is in my mirror, she is in my heart,
Only I can see her, her figure is etched into my mind,
She lurks in every shadow, behind every closet and every wall,
She lurks around, oh lurk she does,
I shall find her, I must do so,
She is restrained, but alive,
Terrible whispers call out to me, call for me to give up,
Enough, I say,
Right shall be right, and I shall find her.
Where are they?
12th September 2025
I am all alone in a castle of shimmering halls. When I pressed my head against that door, I could swear
I heard her voice. That was her voice, it was Camilla. She is behind that door, but where is the key? I
do not know. Perhaps, only if I am so lucky, you know where the key is?
I guess I have not much else to say for now. Maybe only that…oh, Erik’s calling for me. Better go!
Maurice
14th September 2025
Will I succeed in saving her, or will some Brutus, Phocas or Andronikos snuff out my dream? Only time will tell.
Perhaps the key is not located in the castle’s golden halls, but rather its shadowy crevases. Yes, perhaps I
am on the right track (or not, but hopefully yes, can’t keep Camilla waiting). I must keep searching…
Like Khosrow, Cecilia is a figure of immense wealth and power, and like Khosrow, her downfall is imminent. Does
she really think she can keep Camilla away from me? Does she really think she can continue lying about her death?
Khosrow’s towers were tall, and his riches were plentiful, but all of it one day crumbled and burnt to ash. His
allies turned their backs on him. Perhaps Cecilia too will fall like this, or perhaps she will make the wise
choice and surrender.
Uansett om hun gir seg og slipper deg fri eller ikke, så må jeg i mellomtida lete etter nøkkelen. Hvis målet mitt
lykkes så kan vi leve det perfekte livet sammen igjen. Sarai libero.
矛盾
17th September 2025
She coughed and clenched her chest, again and again, but she never screamed, and she never complained. Quite the
paradox, no? How a human could withstand so much pain and anguish but never once scream nor complain. Isn’t it
incredible? I must find her, and I think I may be getting closer. @FlemingLemming on twitter/x told me to search
the closets. There are many, so it might take some time, but not an eternity. Who knows, perhaps me and her will
reunite sooner than expected.
Key!
20th September 2025
Thank you @FlemingLemming, you helped me find a key! Unfortunately, this is not the key to her door. Hmmm, what
could this key open? Perhaps the door to my heart hehe.
My search is like La Llorona’s, our people of interest forever out of reach (at least until I find that key).