"If seven seals with seven dreams..."

[Crystal-chamber]

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The Devil and the Chosen One
Were those left to remain;
They wept like anything to see
Such grief of those in pain:
`If only Fate had found a way,'
They said, `to spare us from this shame!'

Ыыыыыыыы, я нимагуууууууууууу! Нет, я, конечно, и раньше считала, что:
1) "Алиса" как и "ПнЗ" - настолько универсальная и архетипическая вещь, что ее можно кроссоверить абсолютно со всем, и
2) Х/1999 великолепно укладывается в пункт 1, но...
Но ыыыыыыыыыыыыы! "Морж и Плотник" меня раскатали и вынесли.

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The sun was shining on the sea,
Shining with all his might:
He did his very best to make
The billows smooth and bright -
And this was odd, because it was
The middle of the night.

The moon was shining sulkily,
Because she thought the sun
Had got no business to be there
After the day was done -
'It's very rude of him,' she said,
'To come and spoil the fun.'

The blood was wet as wet could be,
The bones were dry as dry.
You could not see a soul, because
No one was left alive:
No birds were flying overhead -
There were no birds to fly.

The Devil and the Chosen One
Were those left to remain;
They wept like anything to see
Such grief of those in pain:
`If only Fate had found a way,'
They said, `to spare us from this shame!'

`If seven seals with seven dreams
Worked for half a year,
Do you suppose,' the Devil said,
`That they could get it clear?'
`I doubt it,' said the Chosen One,
And shed a bitter tear.

`O Dragons, come and walk with us!'
The Devil did beseech.
`A lonely walk, a lonely talk,
Our secrets we will teach
We cannot do with more than twelve,
To give our grace to each.'

The eldest Dragon looked at him,
But never a word he said:
The eldest Dragon closed his eyes,
And shook his heavy head -
Meaning to say he did not choose
To leave his sterile bed.

But other Dragons hurried up,
All eager for the fight:
Their tales were scrubbed, their faces washed,
Their scales were clean and bright -
And this was odd, because they were
Aware that die they might.

The Devil and the Chosen One
Walked on a mile or so,
And then they rested on a rock
Conveniently low:
And all the little Dragons stood
And waited in a row.

`The time has come,' the Devil said,
`To talk of many things:
Of life- and death - and sealing fate -
Of prophecies- and dreams -
And why the earth is crumbling now -
And how angels get wings.'

`But wait a bit,' the Dragons cried,
`Before we have our chat;
For some of us are out of breath!'
They cried from where they sat.
`No hurry!' said the Chosen One.
They thanked him much for that.

`A brand new world,' the Devil said,
`Is what we chiefly need:
Courage and honesty besides
Are very good indeed -
Now if you're ready, Angels dear,
We can plant the seed.'

`But what of us!' six others cried,
Turning a little blue.
`To leave us out, that would be
A dismal thing to do!'
`The Seals are mine,' the Chosen said.
`To shield the world you knew.

`It seems a shame,' the Devil said,
`To play them such a trick,
After we've brought them out so far,
And made them trot so quick!'
The Chosen One said nothing but
`This one's blood's too thick!'

`I weep for you,' the Devil said:
`I deeply sympathize.'
With sobs and tears he looked up
into the Chosen's eyes,
Knowing they were only waiting
Until one of them dies.

`O Dragons,' said the Chosen One,
`You've had a pleasant run!
Shall we be trotting home again?'
But answer came there none -
And this was scarcely odd, because
They'd murdered every one.

Да, это снова SawyerRaleigh, фику которой посвящена предыдущая запись. Да, пятнадцати глав укавая мне не хватило, и я полезла за добавкой. Да, я наконец-то нашла фанфикшн по "Иксу" (помимо "Декаграммы"), который мне не просто нравится, а повергает в состояние ментального оргазма.
Если вдруг кому - Through Kamui's Looking Glass. И нет, это не пародия - это философский мозговыносящий трэш с абсурдными диалогами и героями, безумными, как мартовские зайцы. Очень в духе оригинала... обоих оригиналов, я имею в виду.
И ах да, как же-как же-как же сильно я хочу хотела бы увидеть полнометражку по мотивам этого фанфика!

UPD: Ооо, я не могу молчать, это феерически прекрасно:
"Where is a desk when you need one…" Kamui wondered, his head aching.
"I don't know, but I'm told they're like ravens."
Вообще-то Камуи искал information desk, а не письменный стол, что порадовало отдельно.