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10 mars 2013

Murasame's Song: Blood

"I can feel the cold," he whispers, so she goes over to him, careful to avoid trailing her robes in the pooling blood, takes his hands in hers and blows on his fingers, softly, warming them. Not much use she knows, but. He is doing that thing everybody...
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24 février 2012

Murasame's Song: Tamakazura

he said he'd come tonight he said it this morning it is night now I can see it in the dark it is dark like ink my inkstand is near my pillow my name is sleeping in it I am not sleeping I am waiting for my name he will say it in the dark like ink like...
8 novembre 2011

Murasame's Song: Dialogue

- Is she back yet? Yûgiri is sitting cross-legged on the gallery overlooking the South Gardens. He looks up from the book he is reading: - Who? Kagekiyo does not answer. They have the same image in their minds, separately: Murasame in her blue robes,...
28 juin 2010

Murasame's Song: Preparations

Listen, he says, and she does, because Kagekiyo never repeats anything. His head is in her lap, he is arching his neck to look at her. The tendons, the visible pulse under the white skin, the slight crease near the collarbone. One swift move, she thinks....
27 janvier 2010

Murasame's Song: Sleepthinking

Lying in the moon-tempered darkness she wonders -- why her in the apprentice room why Yûgiri in the north wing why not together in the apprentice room or in the north wing? A thought like crumpled paper she sighs and turns under the cover, her hair catching...
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6 septembre 2009

Murasame's Song: Sketches

This is their gift. They do not accept the friendhsip offered, they give it back -- changed, darker. And people want more, they need the thrill, the feathersharp danger of it along their nerves. Yûgiri knows it; he laughs, he cajoles, he mocks, he taunts....
2 août 2009

Murasame's Song: Letter to a Lady

Murasame's Song: Letter to a Lady
This -- this game we play this game you play with me The slow enmeshing of your silver threads and my own night shadows This I never forget -- in the end always I am the spider
13 juillet 2009

Murasame's Song: Morning

She gets up early; earlier than most, though the servants are already busy preparing the morning meal when she emerges from her room, where the other apprentices are still asleep, hair, limbs and clothes tangled on the straw mats. Outside the air is fresh...
30 juin 2009

Update !

Update !
Bon... je suis lllllégèrement occupée en ce moment, donc les posts vont se faire un peu rares dans les prochains temps -- mais ! Deux choses absolument ESSENTIELLES se doivent d'être dites : 1) J'ai trouvé le nom de famille définitif de Murasame et Yûgiri...
21 juin 2009

Murasame's Song: Night is my make-up

Murasame's Song: Night is my make-up
What need have I of your paints and unguents When night is there to brush shadows along my cheekbones To powder my skin with deepest dusk Why the glitter, why the colours since darkness suffices to adorn my brow -- and stars come sparkling on the curve...
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