Comments on self
(After much procrastination) Here it is: My Cheesy Introduction!
The Marble Dale Park bustles with life. As you continue on to your destination, you catch the outline of a small, solitary figure in the trees in the corner of your vision.
A few quiet steps later; the shadow’s head reveals a mass of fair hair, with patches of it glistening against the sunlight. From below, you recognize the shape of a short, slim child, greedily gorging himself on a half-peeled banana. He swallows it whole, and his eyes dart around the area warily, and you quickly dart behind a tree trunk to avert his gaze. Certain that no one is watching, he covers his mouth with his hand to stifle his irrepressible giggling, and flicks the banana skin onto the corner of the pavement.
He then squeezes his way through the jumble of branches and leaves in his slippers, a routine apparently practiced countless times before. Curious, you decide to follow him, desperately trying to catch up as he disappears.
Rounding the cracked Pillars of Harmony, your ears pick up a faint *whump* far behind you, and the cacophonous cursing arrives a while later. You climb up the flight of stairs, and chuckle to yourself when you think of his latest victim.
As expected, you find him sitting along the edge of the fountain, transfixed at the clear water, slowly twanging a rubber band stretched across his fingers. You camouflage yourself in the tall grass, parting it slightly to prevent it from obscuring your sight.
He springs up and skips to the top of the fountain, flicking a shock of hair away from his eyes at the same time. He leans on the fish and whispers delicately, “Hey, wake up. It’s morning already.”
You glimpse at the fish briefly, and you gawk as the fish’s eyes flutter ever so slightly. Rubbing your own in disbelief, you mentally dismiss the thought.
“No, it’s just a trick of the light, a part of my imagination.”
Eventually, the confusion clears. You look up, and what you see is completely riveting.
The dull, inanimate fish is no more. A stunning, resplendent angelfish has taken its place. A baby-blue hue fills its body; with azure stripes blazing across, and thin layers of magenta line its fins. Simple beauty, far beyond what words can describe.
While you are captivated by this sudden change, the boy nonchalantly looks in the distance. The angelfish lithely glides in circles through the air as if it were water, before gracefully stopping near his lap.
Out of the blue, the angelfish orients its head towards you. Sudden panic overtakes you, and you instinctively push back the grass in front of you, shielding yourself its mersmerising gaze. For no reason, your heart races, the irregular pounding fills your ears.
Finally, the unexplainable sensation subsides. Wiping the beads of sweat from your face, you muster the energy to peep again. Carefully, apprehensively, you peer over the grass once more.
The last of the colour drains away from the fish, and it’s returned to it’s seemingly former self. You follow the crossed arms wrapped around his head upwards, and are soon greeted with a displeased frown. His eyes carefully scrutinise you, disturbed by this unvitied guest.
Anxiously, you mutter a soft apology. A bemused smile gradually appears on his face, in a gesture of acceptance. As he searches in his pockets, you hurriedly leave, stumbling down the stairs.
The crowd comes into view again as you make your way back to the park. Billowing clouds partially cover the scorching afternoon sun. Trees sway gently with the gentle zephyr blowing. The leaves rustle --- *Twang*
A sharp sting prickles your back. A tiny paper pellet drops into your open palm. Annoyed, you rub the spot on your back to soothe it.
And, watching your classic reaction from above...
Poisson, tu glisses entre mes mains
Poisson, et j'y serais encore demain
s'il me fallait t'attraper encore, là
Poisson, tu ne perdras rien pour attendre
je saurais un jour te surprendre
pour te plonger dans l'eau bleue de mon bain
Poisson, je te compterai les écailles
je n'oublierai aucun détail
de tes yeux jusqu'à ta... de poisson
Poisson, nous serons les plus grands amis
alors tu peux quitter ton lit
pour visiter mon bassin dès demain
Entre deux eaux
sur le dos sur le ventre
tu seras tout à moi
Entre deux eaux
sur le dos sur le ventre
tu seras rien qu'à moi
---Poisson by Françoise Hardy
My personal representatives in this world:
Say hello to my pet Ashley!
He's kind of shy, so please pardon his unresponsiveness if you try to call him.
OH, don't be fooled by his innocent appearance! His favourite pastime is to stand on a fountain and spit water at unsuspecting passers-by.
À la fontaine retirée
où le seul poisson s'ennuyait
il chante les chansons d’un ami dévoué
ce que personne n’entendrait
personne n’apprécierait
l'ignorance, la solitude, s'étiolér
ce sont les chagrins les plus mauvais
Il s’oubliait, peu à peu
pendant qu’il vit dans un profound sommeil
je sais qu’il vaut mieux
que je le réveille
alors j'ouvrais mes yeux,
mon cœur, mes oreilles
Sous la surface de l’eau
je le regardais longuement
oh, écoutez là-bas!
mon poisson va rester à côté de moi!
les nageoires longues
les écailles bleues
Quel animal merveilleux,
qui nageait dans l’air si bellement!
Mais derrière ses yeux mystérieux
ils possèdent mon esprit à present...
---Original Poem
lol Yes, I know that sucked, but it's only my first time doing this, so gimme a break, okay? :X
A simple, sketchy self portrait:
So many years have passed.
I haven't aged a day,
Despite the bitter, relentless years.
