She sat with a baby heavy on her knee
Yet spoke of life most free from slavery
~ Joan Baez ‘Love is Just a Four-Letter Word’ 1968
Yet spoke of life most free from slavery
~ Joan Baez ‘Love is Just a Four-Letter Word’ 1968
Jackson leads her through the maze of the outer circle; Eva watches his movements, confident, relaxed and familiar with his surroundings.
“Do you know a guy called Vazquez? Artist?”
“Who doesn’t? His stuff covers half the walls in Metal”
“Do you know where he lives?”
“Why?”
“He knows Axel… or so I was told” Eva’s gaze turns inward and Jackson is ensnared by the fact that he wants to know her, wants to be with her.
“I can find out”
They approach a brick-walled dead end and Eva stops as he pushes on a combination of bricks which unlocks the door that was hidden there in plain sight.
“Occultis Aperture“ he grins.
“Yeah very funny”
“Welcome to Metal”
“Do you know a guy called Vazquez? Artist?”
“Who doesn’t? His stuff covers half the walls in Metal”
“Do you know where he lives?”
“Why?”
“He knows Axel… or so I was told” Eva’s gaze turns inward and Jackson is ensnared by the fact that he wants to know her, wants to be with her.
“I can find out”
They approach a brick-walled dead end and Eva stops as he pushes on a combination of bricks which unlocks the door that was hidden there in plain sight.
“Occultis Aperture“ he grins.
“Yeah very funny”
“Welcome to Metal”
| Joan Baez | ||
| Love is Just a Four-Letter Word | ||
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