This is where photography and creative writing have found a common platform. What began as an experimental platform of combining the photographs of Bernd Drawe and my fiction has evolved into a series of interwoven stories that were published online on photography platforms. The positive response to the series encouraged us to take it to another level and after several months, a book was born. The complete set of INTERWOVEN is only found in the book! All of Bernd Drawe’s photographs can be found on Lichtblau Fotografie
The voices of the Royal Arc Synod grew louder by the minute as the discussions heated up. The majority of the Fauna Parliament objected violently to the human intervention in their environment and the construction of cement blocks with barbed wire to restrict everyone’s movements in every possible manner. The Liberal Feathered faction was ready to fly away from the negotiations because the so-called new quarters were not high enough for them to fly around with full speed. The Democratic Feline Party was livid as well because there was absolutely no provision for even a track where any of them could run like were accustomed to doing so. The Cheetahgargh and Leopardhaussen Tribal leaders expressed concern about future generations degenerating into the lowly house cats because they would no longer be able to practice their high-speed athletics. For once, even the right-winged White Shark Supremacy conceded and agreed with the majority, speaking on behalf of all the Open Seas Aquatic residents. Glass containers that were glorified fishbowls were unacceptable even to the humble Koi who normally did not object to anything.
As the delegates filed out one by one, each pondering the future of their kind, Empress Federosa stood on wobbly legs, feeling as though her world had just imploded. She knew her decision to negotiate with the humans on the future of the Arc had been a risky one, but she went ahead and did so despite the objections of her council. The increasing encroachment of human habitat in the forests and fields was endangering the entire Arc and something had to be done to protect them. She had been promised large open reservations and protected areas where the the Fauna could roam freely and choose their own places like they were currently doing. It would just be a bit tighter than the unrestricted grounds but at least security and stability would be guaranteed. Instead, when the human negotiators returned to the table and presented the plans, they brought blueprints for zoos! Now she had to pay the price with dignity and grace, or whatever remained of it. Exile.