by Nara Kagerou (奈良蜻蛉) (mirrors http://s2b2.livejournal.com/77707.html) Gary’s phone call woke me up in the middle of the afternoon. I answered it with a groan, ignoring his insensitive accusations that people should be awake by three p.m. Shows what he knows. “Listen, Ty, I need you. I’m making a movie. You’re the star.” He was making […]
Tag Archives: Nara Kagerou
5
May
Ixtapa of the Green Eyes
by Nara Kagerou (奈良蜻蛉) illustrated by ryuu no dokoro (mirrors http://s2b2.livejournal.com/46211.html) From the private memoirs of Hernando de Soto, conquistador to their majesties Carlos and Isabella of Spain: We arrived at Cajamarca in late fall, the cool heights of the mountains a welcome relief from the jungle lowlands. Atahuallpa’s army was encamped near there, at […]
8
Aug
The Fate of the Queen
by Nara Kagerou (奈良蜻蛉) (mirrors http://s2b2.livejournal.com/24899.html) The night blossomed with light. Paper lanterns and peacock feathers, diamonds glittering on the curve of bared throats, silk necklines plunging down soft bosoms; the twinkle of laughter, the clink of glasses, the slosh of champagne. The orchestra bubbled with exuberance, violins cascading their voices to trail notes along […]
7
Jul
Drowning
by Nara Kagerou (奈良蜻蛉) (mirrors http://s2b2.livejournal.com/20070.html) Dylan dreamed of drowning. First, there was the splash, and the splash hurt. The initial slap of water as you hit, and then the icy embrace of the waves as they grabbed and pulled you under. The traitor gravity that kept you so stable on solid ground now just […]
14
Feb
Englewood
by Nara Kagerou (奈良蜻蛉) (mirrors http://s2b2.livejournal.com/13708.html) He rides the lightrail with me every evening, on the 6:36 train South. He curls into the gray and red striped seat, facing backwards so that he can watch the world fleeing away behind us. He doesn’t notice me. There’s no reason why he should. I blend into the […]
22
Dec
White Rabbits And Black Russians
by Nara Kagerou (奈良蜻蛉) (mirrors http://s2b2.livejournal.com/7994.html) The wind howled like a symphony of sick dogs trained to sing commercial jingles. Jason slumped into the ski lodge, cursing God, snow and his uncle Errol, for sending him to some god-forsaken corner of the world where they still had fresh-air and blindingly white snow, which usually came […]
31
Oct
Sharizade
by Nara Kagerou (奈良蜻蛉) (mirrors http://s2b2.livejournal.com/4173.html) Long ago, before anyone’s grandfather could remember, there had been a war, between wolves and men. The wolves won, not only because they were stronger, faster, and more cunning, but because they did not betray their own kind, as did the men. After the war, a peace was settled, […]
