*Soleil*
"I still don't get it". Marta says, as we are back in Siri's kitchen, sitting around her small kitchen table. "Their attack was more like..".
".. like a defence". Gudrun finished her sentence. "As the runes said. They were protecting each other".
"But they still killed that man. I would have been killed too, if it wasn't..". I stop when I remember the way the brown hamram had looked at me.
"I saw it". Gudrun nods. "How is that even possible ? Why didn't it attack her, Siri ?"
The older woman sits there, staring down in her cup with a sad expression. "When I read the thoughts of the hamram, I also saw his memories. I saw a long life on the run from us and a deep pain of losing his father to us. He was there the night it happened". She takes a sip of her tea. She has tears in her eyes. Her vo
*Luca*The front door of the car is slammed close and soon after my own door is thrown open."Oh you are awake. Get off your arse and get inside". Martin grumbles. With no further comment the big man turns and walks after Jonas inside.I sit up feeling dazed and sling my legs out on the tiles. For a moment I just stand there, scratching my hair tiredly, while the memories from last night wash over me. I hold out my hand, scared of what I will see. It is totally normal, not a scratch, no extra hair and no claws. I sigh feeling relieved. No sign of the wolf, only my own tan skin. I breathe in deeply, collecting my courage for the trashing I know awaits me."What the hell happened ?" My father rumbles as soon as I step inside. The voice comes from the livingroom and as soon as I have kicked off my shoes I sneak over to the open door.
*Soleil* "Those fucking monsters killed my best friend". I hiss into the phone. "Your friend ? What are you talking about sweetie ?" Gudrun answers at the other end. "That is why my mom called for me to come home. Davina was found killed this morning and I got a message from her at half past two last night. It can only be those hamram from the forest". I pace back and forth. "Oh, I am so sorry". Gudrun goes quiet for a moment. "Sol, we don't know that they did it. It could be a totally unrelated crime. We have to look into it first. It is not likely that they could link you to Davina, when they can't smell you, not unless..". She goes quiet. "Unless it is someone I know". My voice is laced with anger. Gudrun has just confirmed my own fear, and now it's clear to me. "That is why it didn't at
*Luca* Sand is flying everywhere when I kick hard at the collapsed sandcastle on the small fake beach by the lake. My eyes fall on a flat rock. It looks like a heart. A heart with a deep crack, breaking the smooth surface. I huff as I pick it up, throwing it full force along the surface of the lake. It skips over the surface much longer than it should. I don't care if anyone sees it. Nothing matters any longer. With a sigh I sit down, looking out on the lake. A couple of boats are slowly sailing past, carried by a soft breeze. My eyes go to some row boats anchored a bit out in the water. They look like chained animals trying to break free. Caught just like me. I am tempted to take one of them and row to the deepest part of the lake. If I tie myself to the boat
*Soleil* I stare out into the air, it is like everything disappears around me and I am in a long dark tunnel, where words and sentences fly through my mind like an express train. “I love you”. Luca had said. “There is always a choice”. “You killed Davina”. I had screamed at him. He had denied it. But he is one of them. The hamram. He is one of the monsters I had been called to destroy to break the curse. How could this happen ? “Not everything is black and white”. My kin’s words pull me back from the dark tunnel. No he couldn’t have.. “Tjalfe !”
*Casper*I walk up the grand stairs to the big mansion. It has been such an entertaining night and I have come back to get some sleep. When I walk past the office to the left of the entrance the secretary comes out.“You are back late. You have not made trouble again have you ?” She glares at me.“Why ? Did you want to tack along darling ?” I put on my most dazzling smile.She just glares at me without answering.“Calm down Natascha. No, I haven’t caused any trouble, okay ?” I laugh as I walk to the grand polished wood staircase that leads upstairs to the private rooms. When I get
*Soleil*“If you sit down over there, someone will come for you in a minute”. The officer behind the glass window points to a row of chairs.I nod and go to sit down. The colourful paintings made by local artists can not stop the room from closing in around me. The silence is unbearable. I don’t want to be alone with my thoughts right now, so I grab the nearest Magazine and flip through it. Like a satellite in orbit my thoughts continue sending out the same message: The dark one has killed Davina.I try convincing myself that the murder is a coincidence. I pray that Siri is right, that it is just some ordinary lunatic, but my gut feeling k
*Soleil*Getting home takes forever, even if the police station is right on the other side of the neighbourhood where I live. I know every hedge, every patch of scrub that has fought its way through the asphalt, but now everything looks strange and new. I don't want to be in this World where there is no Davina, where I am once again alone.When I get home I will disappear back into my only bubble, but tonight I will be able to do something to break this dread weighing me down. When I find the dark one everything will be better. Won’t it ?It doesn’t help coming home. The second I feel my mothers arms around me, the tears begin to fall. I curse my own weakness, but the sorrow is mercilessly and insist on confronting me with reality.
*Casper* I have been walking around with that card for a couple of days, taking it out, turning it my hand, wondering if I should throw it out. Only thing on it is a phone number and a name... Pusscat. At first I felt nauseated by the gaze Pusscat had sent me. Well not so much the gaze itself, but what it had made me feel when our eyes met. The fireflies in my stomach have gone crazy every time I thought about what those eyes had promised me. Up until now it had just been my own secret perversion, watching men have sex with each other online, but now I have started fantasising about doing it. Fuck it’s so nasty. It’s one thing sitting at home watching men go at it while I play with myself, but like trying it ? No no, just because I have tons of