L'épée de chevet (sleeping with a sword)
"In a period of disruption linked to war. A warrior is always at risk.
And she feels doubt all around her.
Never at peace.
(A scene of mortal combat)
She has a sword in her heart.
She sleeps with it.
One day she was wounded and found herself in a cave.
The ambassadors of Death laid her down in the heart of an abyss.
They chose the place of her demise.
Wavering glow.
Holy apparitions come forward and slide along catacombs.
A window of light.
They have found something on the ground.
A dying reptile!
In her body she feels herself becoming a snake.
A bite pains her more and more.
Suffering and death agonies calm her with slow and feverish hallucinations.
Her spirit parts from her body and roams through islands of illusions.
An electric island. An island of misunderstandings--friendship changes into aggression because of a simple misunderstanding.
An island of survivors: the victims of a wreck, of famine, of solitude,
of nostalgia, And... of hope.
Golden apples fall from the sky.
An island of consolation,
The inhabitants of this island spend their time being consoled by others.
She feels weight on her shoulder. Somebody fires at her leg.
As soon she tears herself away from extended arms, other hands come to cover her.
The last cobweb is cut, she falls to distant depths.
The sea.
The sound of waves.
Goddesses with big busts watch the sea from the beach.
Here, it's the island of breasts, " The voluptuous Spring " of Botticelli.
When her spirit returns to the catacombs, she becomes a wild cat.
A sword is slid to her bedside.
What will she do with it ? .......
Text by Juju Alishina
Translated by Nancy Ohlenbusch
