Stockholm's Folklore

One of the tales of Stockholm's 19th century, says that: a dream remembered is no mere fancy, but a harbinger of fate. Ingrid, a maiden ensnared in the tumult of her parents' sundering, grappled with a labyrinthine bond to her mother-a tapestry woven with threads of disdain and reluctant need. Afflicted by the phantoms of schizophrenia and the relentless grip of paranoia, Ingrid's mind was a tempest of disquiet. She steadfastly shunned her maternal progenitor, until destiny's inexorable hand compelled her to endure a sojourn of two days beneath her mother's roof-a passage through a realm where nightmares tread, and the shadows of the mind take form.