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Your post re: Olly sleuthing about his dad sorta made it sound like Kulta was interested in finding his mom/had tried to look for her. Is that true? Also it made me have a funny (but surely ultimately tragic) meeting of the two like you said trying to find Kulta's mom/Olly's dad and not realizing it's actually Right There for a comedically long time.
it’s true, I don’t think he looks for her actively as he did in his teens but she’s always in his thoughts. Sometimes he thinks he sees her / hears her. Kulta always has this chaotic battle in his head about his mom, he was so young when she went missing that his memories of her all diced up in his mind he can’t remember what’s real or imagined when it comes to her.
{we’re in a field, flowers on our heads laughing. ants. did she try to escape? we are on a train, I see the moon. who is the blonde man in the window? is he going to help us? is it Benji, Maggot or Pelle? her mouth is open wide, her teeth are red she looks like a monster. something about the circus tent at night? she’s sitting me on a bed in a rush to put on my jacket and shoes. she’s panicked. did she run away and is living a better life somewhere else? she’s running in and out of the room, filling a suitcase, then why did she leave me? she’s staring up at me through glass. maybe in her attempt to escape, she hitched a ride, got into a car of someone worse than dad? a man with far too many fingers on 1 hand. we’re hiding. maybe she wanted to come back for me? she’s smiling but she’s crying and hugs me too tight, whispering fast, I don’t understand. maybe she couldn’t take it anymore went deep in a forest somewhere and killed herself? I see her through slits like blinds in the kitchen, the music is loud, did dad kill her? I’m under a pile of clothes, then why is he looking for her now? mud boots I don’t want her to be dead. I love her. she’s the only good person in the world, unless she left me then I hope she is dead. I hate her. rotten bitch, he found me, he’s mad, I can’t breathe}
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