Freya in the Garden of Soul is an episode-based surrealist novel that I decided to publish online as I go along with the writing process. It focuses on the journey of a character named Freya in the realms of the unconscious where she meets and interacts with different phantasmagorical characters that challenge her sense of self through different riddles and sayings that may be perceived as subtitle advice from inner guides.
Full of metaphors, parables, and leads, Freya aims to lead the reader into a journey of inner discovery that anyone can relate to if immersed into the story with an open mind. She will question herself, what she sees, feels and thinks and the world in the labyrinth she found herself into, provoking everyone that enters with her to do that as well.
Freya’s unconscious body starts twitching like small electrical impulses were running through it. She opens her eyes and feels like there’s something in them, that’s not tears. She wipes her eyes with her hands and notices it’s her own blood leaking from a head wound. Words start coming out her mouth.
“I find myself looking in the mirror, watching the masks piling up one by one and If I look closer and stop pretending I can see a little girl. She’s calling me, just like a little child is calling for her mother. “ Freya tells Axis like waking up from a dream, holding her head in her hands, trying to stop the bleeding from the freshly made wound.
“I’m stuck in here, in the mirror! Please help me get out!” the little girl in the mirror is screaming to me with such a soft voice I could swear I barely heard her screaming and it was just my imagination playing tricks on me.
The green meadow on which Freya was sitting is changing its color. Drops of blood fall on the green grass and with each drop, the meadow’s color changes into a reddish gray, taking over the whole place.
She’s looking at her hands full of her own blood. “What have I done?” she’s asking herself. She lifts her head and her gaze meets Axis looking at her.
“You mean what has been done to you, right?” asks Axis and his appearance starts fading, becoming ghostly-like.
“What do you mean, Axis? And what is happening to you? Am I so sick from my head bump that I no longer see you?”
“Your vision is becoming much clearer now, that’s why you see me like this. You have to answer to your calling!” says Axis and lifts his hands up in the air and a big mirror appears in his place.
Freya gets up from the ground and looks in the mirror. The mirror is so much bigger than her that through it she sees far across the place she is in right now. She starts trembling and puts her hands on it. The feel of her cold blood stains on her hands becomes warmer. “I’ve been waiting for you for so long!” she hears a voice talking to her from inside the mirror.
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