The creatures take a wrong turn and stumble upon an interesting room. If at all this story I envisioned is still trapped within frames at an exhibition, it is the predator's tiny lair and the creatures gasping in front of the treasures it possesses. They are mostly keepsakes that have been stolen from the creatures that the predator adores.
This scene is silent distress. Someone is having an inner battle with themselves over something. Maybe guilt over the death of a loved one, or just the loss of a loved one in general.
I saw this sort of as a battle between good and evil. I pictured children, who were innocent and good, but the evil was trying to corrupt them, and continued to try harder as they grew older.
This piece was a bit confusing. There were moments when it sounded happy and then it would suddenly turn unhappy. It felt almost like a dream sequence, where the dream switches from a nightmare and back.
I felt as though there was a man walking down a street in order to get tor his female companion on the other side. And the female was eagerly awaiting his arrival.
Still, followed, insecurity, hope remains.
ReplyDeleteSomething lurking, hope overcomes confusion/frustration.
Definitely a creature hunting its prey so I guess something lurking or skulking behind.
ReplyDeleteThe creatures take a wrong turn and stumble upon an interesting room. If at all this story I envisioned is still trapped within frames at an exhibition, it is the predator's tiny lair and the creatures gasping in front of the treasures it possesses. They are mostly keepsakes that have been stolen from the creatures that the predator adores.
ReplyDeleteWalking in a dark place with moments of light then back to the darkness
ReplyDeleteI imagined a predator creeping on an early winter's morning
ReplyDeleteThis scene is silent distress. Someone is having an inner battle with themselves over something. Maybe guilt over the death of a loved one, or just the loss of a loved one in general.
ReplyDeleteDelicate, angelic, heavenly
ReplyDeleteI saw this sort of as a battle between good and evil. I pictured children, who were innocent and good, but the evil was trying to corrupt them, and continued to try harder as they grew older.
ReplyDeletesad and gloomy like mourning the dead
ReplyDeleteThis piece was a bit confusing. There were moments when it sounded happy and then it would suddenly turn unhappy. It felt almost like a dream sequence, where the dream switches from a nightmare and back.
ReplyDeleteTo be honest, I don't know about this one. I'm going to assume the silence of my mind represented confusion.
ReplyDeleteI felt as though there was a man walking down a street in order to get tor his female companion on the other side. And the female was eagerly awaiting his arrival.
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