Trapped - Blog Posts

Water spirits of the drowned living in a haunted lake. Trapped underwater forever.

Aesthetic: Bear Trap

The slightest shift of pressure, a brief moment to think ‘oh shit’, before steel jaws slam shut against skin and bone and muscle and sinew.

A flash of unbearable agony as the excruciating pain starts, as they stumble and fall to one knee, as fingers hover over razor-sharp edges and breathing grows shallow.

Maybe they’re running from something, from whatever the trap was meant for.

Maybe they’re running from someone, a glinting smirk as footsteps slow to a casual saunter.

Fingers yanking fruitlessly at spring-coiled metal, low sobs, frequent glances over their shoulder to track their enemy getting closer and closer and closer.

Trapped like prey.

Okay. I know consent is a big deal. So here, I consent to unwillingly be drugged like this! Problem solved!

throughout the quarantine I never felt more trapped than today.

This little falcon found himself in quite the predicament.

It looked tired and was barely struggling by the time I pulled up.

Sometimes things aren’t as hopeless as they seem.

All that was (Part 6)

Any and all that brought peace 

 Envelops my dreams into darkness 

 Unable to move...Unable to call out 

 What was once silence is a knell in my soul

 If I close my eyes I'll sink further down 

 We are almost finished. Thank you for allowing me to share with you all.

"Never Woke Up" by Katy Towell

See how happy I am to be stuck at work on such a great day.