Once upon a time. A quiet dusk awaits, patiently, for the boy.
He comes, to wash, to this dark beautiful grove.
By the pond. To wash.
I wonder. I wonder what he cleanses himself from.
Such a beautiful face. Such sadness.
I wonder. I wonder if one night he won’t return.
Washed away completely by unnamed things within the depth.
I wonder. I wonder if I can resist following. His silent steps.
All the way to the Abyss.
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October 24th, 2007 at 16:52
Kaze to ki no uta! Gilbert’s ghost seems to haunt me like Catherine’s spirit haunted Heathcliff.
Thank you for the delicious painting, and poem. Your blog rules *nodnod*
October 25th, 2007 at 17:17
Gorgeous! The boy looks a bit like Tadzio from ‘Death in Venice’.
I’ve been lurking here for a while. You blog is fabulous, really! Great work!
October 25th, 2007 at 22:35
I had the same associations as the previous comments. do you the anime malperthusi talks about? its amazing. check it out.