20 → close beside your window the music of your pines

Jul 02, 2011 21:38

Can't for the life of me remember how that citation properly goes, but in any case, I'm not dead, so any reports you might've heard to that effect ought to be false. Had some thinking to do, so I left the journal aside for a spell. Looks like the place is still standing, though.

Have the strange masked monsters stopped coming? At least the Wilderness with the desert's gone.

And while it's on my mind, has anyone seen Cloud of late? I haven't spotted head nor hair of him in weeks.

Then I suppose there's another thing.

[Pause. Then, quick dashes of the brush.]

紅榮

Wonder if that's red for blood, or for good fortune. And how that glory was expected to be won. It's a name, though. In time for a full year as it's counted here, too.

[The characters are 紅 kou 'crimson, red' and 榮 ei 'glory, honour, prosperity'. They have the same meanings in Chinese and are recognisable to both Japanese and Chinese speakers. The geas will translate the name as Kouei.]

-flame, -huo, what's in a name, punched in the gut and not showing it, -lyle (gene-1), -souji (daitou), no birthdays in ancient china, -materia, -sniper, riddle me this, this friendship thing, secretly a cultured man, *wilderness: soul society/hueco mundo, -krile (cara), semi-clever metatext allusions, showing vagrant colours

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