Sister Night, Sister Moon
Nov. 9th, 2007 10:38 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
cathschaffstumpFeels like forever since I've posted any writing.
Right now, working on revamping Sister Night, Sister Moon, novella soon to be looking for a real home. Here's a piece from it that I don't think anyone but![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
sonyamsipes has seen. That includes my peeps from the way back in the day goody two shoes version. Yeah, these characters are the same in name only, and some of them not even that.
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Xiao Ping heard her singing the next morning. She found Rumor in the large tub, bathing. “Well?” she asked.
“Oh,” said Rumor, “I believe he loves me!”
“No one knows better than you. That’s always how it is. Perhaps now that you’ve experienced the reflection of his love, perhaps you think me a little less foolish now?”
Rumor threw an arm over the edge of the tub. “He loves me, not like your men seem to love you. They seem to want your body first.”
Jade crouched down beside her. In the dreaming, her skirt would not get wet with bubbles or water. “Whereas this one wants your soul, and you haven’t one to give him. I wonder which kind of man is worse.”
“You are very harsh.”
Xiao Ping dipped a nearby pitcher of water into the tub. “We attract a very different kind of man. Be careful with this one. He thinks you are real, and that can only lead to disappointment for both you and him.”
“In what way am I not real?”
“You see, that’s him talking, not you. There have been stories of muses who try to leave Theopolis, to live in the mortal world, because they believed they were in love. What makes you is inspiration.” She handed the pitcher to Rumor. “Every day life removes inspiration, tarnishes it. What does that do to us?”
Rumor rinsed her hair. “You know as well as I do we can never leave the dreaming.”
“I thank the gods for it.” Xiao Ping rolled up one sleeve and picked up soap. “It keeps me from being a ruined woman, and it keeps you from becoming a fat housewife.”
Rumor threw both arms over the edge of the tub, twisting her body. Xiao Ping soaped her back, over the small curves, the bright skin. “To live with someone forever. Isn’t that a glorious dream?”
Hope your weekends are respectively spiffy.
Catherine
Right now, working on revamping Sister Night, Sister Moon, novella soon to be looking for a real home. Here's a piece from it that I don't think anyone but
sonyamsipes has seen. That includes my peeps from the way back in the day goody two shoes version. Yeah, these characters are the same in name only, and some of them not even that. ***
Xiao Ping heard her singing the next morning. She found Rumor in the large tub, bathing. “Well?” she asked.
“Oh,” said Rumor, “I believe he loves me!”
“No one knows better than you. That’s always how it is. Perhaps now that you’ve experienced the reflection of his love, perhaps you think me a little less foolish now?”
Rumor threw an arm over the edge of the tub. “He loves me, not like your men seem to love you. They seem to want your body first.”
Jade crouched down beside her. In the dreaming, her skirt would not get wet with bubbles or water. “Whereas this one wants your soul, and you haven’t one to give him. I wonder which kind of man is worse.”
“You are very harsh.”
Xiao Ping dipped a nearby pitcher of water into the tub. “We attract a very different kind of man. Be careful with this one. He thinks you are real, and that can only lead to disappointment for both you and him.”
“In what way am I not real?”
“You see, that’s him talking, not you. There have been stories of muses who try to leave Theopolis, to live in the mortal world, because they believed they were in love. What makes you is inspiration.” She handed the pitcher to Rumor. “Every day life removes inspiration, tarnishes it. What does that do to us?”
Rumor rinsed her hair. “You know as well as I do we can never leave the dreaming.”
“I thank the gods for it.” Xiao Ping rolled up one sleeve and picked up soap. “It keeps me from being a ruined woman, and it keeps you from becoming a fat housewife.”
Rumor threw both arms over the edge of the tub, twisting her body. Xiao Ping soaped her back, over the small curves, the bright skin. “To live with someone forever. Isn’t that a glorious dream?”
Hope your weekends are respectively spiffy.
Catherine