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Post by max on Feb 20, 2010 20:24:54 GMT 10
Bright Star XIV PG 255 Joren 1/E In which there is actually a bona fide splash of canon. And a little Ukiyo E. Out of sequence because I realised my timeline got muddled.
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Curious that he should romance the girl she could have been; this Yamani courtier with her scarlet fan and face that tightens into stone behind it. He holds her more tightly than she wishes, with steel in his corded muscles, breathes in the smell of her hair, and he knows there is a word for this game he is playing, but it slips just out of his grasp whenever he reaches for it.
(Think no evil)
She calls him Jorenuh, as if there is an extra syllable to his name, and her hair is like the deepest of the pools where the rivers that run down from the peak of Stone Mountain collect, and she knows how to use weapons, with a face he could have carved from ivory (although she wears too much rice paint) for its symmetry and the hardness beneath her soft skin.
The irony is not lost on him, and she is superficial enough to accept his offer for its face value alone (just like those floating world images she insists on hanging in his bedchamber, ignoring the old basalt stones peeking through the weathered plaster even though he tells her not to, without explaining: because you are like the skeleton leaves that blow in on the evenings). But she smells of jasmine, and for all her maidenly discretion she is immodest in a most consuming way, and above all else, he needs to be consumed.
She could hurt him back if it came to that she wanted to, anyway.
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Post by Lisa on Feb 22, 2010 3:02:46 GMT 10
Your inclusion of ukiyo makes me love this even more, if at all possible. <3
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Post by max on Feb 23, 2010 7:21:13 GMT 10
Thank you! And for like, everything you've said <3
And yeah. Ukiyo ftw! *art historian. Couldn't resist*
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