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Feu Follet~ Feu Follet ~Feu Follet
Esprit brisé dont la lumière chancelle, S'allume, s'enflamme, et puis semble mourir; Va s'éteindre quelque part, loin, sans celle Pour qui le feu follet voulait souffrir.
Il brûlerait pour elle bien davantage S'il n'était pas déjà incinéré, Semé au vent, dans l'air un vrai voyage; L'amoureux incendiaire, libéré.
Combustion. Le feu follet reprit vie; Et sa mort prochaine, le feu la prévit, Comme touché par une révélation.
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EntangledI do not know this place, even though I was here not too long ago. Perhaps I should have taken the third trail, back there in the woods? The first one led me to the same place I am now, the same cold and pastel bathroom, with the blonde girl standing on the toilet. My feet were frozen the first time and I was hungry, so I left. Now I just feel I should not be here. She's telling me the same thing again, and it still feels awkward. I don't know you, she says, standing on the bowl. I can't reply. The fact that she is naked did not surprise me, I am kind of used to nude girls in my dreams. But her tone is troubling, and even if she is nude, I amEntangled


My MonsterThe morning sun brought an enlightening look on Claras state, along with the heartbreaking revelation of her death. Distressing thoughts filled my mind; I could not bear the possibility, or rather, the reality that Clara had passed away during the night, even if I foreknew that her presence in this world was only transitory, given her preterm arrival. I held her in my trembling arms, her light head resting on my forearm. A tear rolled down my cheek to my lips, leaving a taste of salt. As the perfect stillness of Claras tiny body finally dawned on me, and the reality of her death penetrated my numbness, breaking my somber stupor, tMy Monster


Premier EveilIl se redressa et sassit sur la table dopération par mouvements incertains, avec une lenteur qui rappelait celle des morts-vivants de récits fantastiques. Sa tête dodelinait et ses gestes semblaient aléatoires : la créature venait tout juste darriver dans ce monde. Sa peau nue collée au métal froid de la table dopération, le monstre sentit un frisson parcourir son corps et ses poils se hérisser. Curieux, il leva son bras gauche et examina de près sa peau, couverte dinnombrables cicatrices et de points de suture, puis vit sa main, ses doigts bouffis, appendices chaPremier Eveil
| ~ Will-o'-the-wisp ~ Broken spirit that glitters Spreading light here and there Straying from my route, Intensely hoping to meet yours. Lonely drifter in despair: Flowers die without the root. Though I am not a vegetal But only a lone wanderer, Wishing you would hold my hand and Bring me to a place we could settle; Or better : let's go astray together, Stroll brightly along the strand. May our hearts be connected And our lights shine brighter Each time they collide. Even light is deflected, So let's follow it and wander, Side by side. |
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