gymnopedies/gymnopaedia

     You cut me up like some sow! My shell is cracking like some crushed snail!                                              

    Where the roots are growing.

    You were going to cut my throat off?   

    Frame 3: Alexandre, please face up!

    Frame 5: Darius, on guard!

     Frame 2: No tranquility! Deep down the verdant dale, the enemy doesn't wait for your breath to be long and strong.

     Frame 3: He strikes with passion!

     Frame 4: Where are our opponents Maldoror?

     Frame 6: Everywhere on your way.                                                                                                               

     Frame 3: Khoïkhoïs want to defy the powerful ape-like empire.

     Frame 4: When the khoïkhoï army invades the plain, nothing is there. Or rather yes, everything is there: the stretching grass, the trees, the cultivated lands. But no army to fight. 

     Frame 5: The monkey king has left the place vacant. Though the battle should take place in this very plain!

     Frame 6: The Khoïkhoïs get crasy, they are searching everywhere. When the sky turns blue, the shadows are spreading and they fancy the opponent army within every oblong shape.

    F1: Then the monkey king appears alone, he explains that his people abdicates and that he never had any fiendish army. He suggests taking them right now to the submissive capital.

    F2: Khoïkhoïs refuse. Every step, they're fantasising these dreadful warriors they have never defeated, this invisible army devastating them.

    F3: Does the monkey king have an army?

    F1: No! 

    F4: Yes! He has the most powerful one in the world. It is in his mind and in all his opponent's.

    F5: Meditate on that during your two free days.

    F6: I would've had it!

         Come on! We can run faster than him!

    I'm all sticky!

    F1: You are dark as coal! Two fat slugs leaving their traces on the carpet's strands!

    F2: So what, human life comes down to being clean?

    F4: No alexandre! An explorer's a fighter's life driven by instinct is a life without clear water, bathed in thousand fragrances' exhalations but without any cleanliness nor transparency.

    F5: Is it the life you are dreaming of, monsters?

          Yes!

    F6: Then from now on i forbid you any ablutions! Until further notice you will live in this condition. Woe betide the one who will change his shirt!

    Is it scratching?

    No. 

    Me neither.

     Stop! You two! Go hunt the creepy-crawler in the undergrowth!

    F4: What shall i do now?

    F5: Am i suppose to wait for the buzzard to swoop down on me, with spreaded claws?

     F1: It's been more than ten years sine the last time, my brother.

     F2: Our last interview... It was also a rubby october, wasn't it? The light was white, just like today.

     F3: Though the news you brought me were dark. Is it still the case?

           I would prefer a glass of wine first.

     F6: I've seen two children. Two boys.

    F1: They are under my wing.

          Did you find the two babies who suited you?

    F2: They had a sooty look since the cradle.

    F3: They will be two preposterous condottieri fighting all the time. Did their families agree?

    F4: Laugh at me! I abducted them according to murder rules. You, why are you here?

    F5: Habsbourgs are warlike, Vienna is seething. Ottomans revel in their strenght. I will have much to do.

    F6: There are all pathetic conceited. I have no use of these news.

    F1: You are wrong! And yet it's the situation in which your two toads will evolve. 

          For now they are preserved. And it will for a while.

    F2: Such an insight is salutary.

    F3: I need it for my son. I'm leaving him to you. Don't worry. He's as much a toad as the two others. 

    F5: Frist one in the rumpus room!

Frame 1: Few seasons go away.

Frame 3: Are you coming?

              No Selm.

Frame 4: Yes Darius. We're going to the cherry tree.

              Go without me.

Frame 5: Without you it doesn't work.

Frame 6: It's not the same if we're not all three together.

F5: The royal barouche stops, a barrel of wine blocks the narrow street. Ravillac appears suddenly and in front of the stunned peasants he stabs three times the king body who shouts:

F6: It is nothing!

F1: This tale is as old as the hills Alexandre! It makes you look like a grandfather.

F2: I'd say that i know Darius enjoyed this story. When we were kids, he even tried to stab me!

      I didn't know i was doing.

F3: If i wad dead you would have been bored!

F4: It's just what i was thinking. If Alexandre dies, will little Darius' heart keep on beating?

F5: Just like we had one single heart for the two of us?

F6: Or as if your hearts would be beating just once on twice, once for Darius, once for Alexandre?

F1: I'm trying to give you other means of fighting than the beasts' ones.

F2: Right now you were two ants fighting for a bread crumb.

F3: Your parents!

F4: Your parents are some big cetaceans from the bottom of the oceans, some half Neptunians gods who chose the gillls over feet and hands. They are no grovelers.

F5: They left god's green earth, their moving area is total. Be worthy of them. If i pick you up nose on the floor like ants, you'll end your lives on all fours!

F1: Sorry.

F4: Where do you think we are?

      My father lives here.

F5: Here Selm? Is your father fighting here?

F1: My favorite book is this one.

F2: I believe that muscle...

F3: ... is that very one!

F5: You must not show your bellybottom at this time of the year! Draughts twist the guts!

F6: In a few weeks it will be nice and warm.

      Mosquitoes will be back!

F2: Right. Your turn. Jump.

     Can't. Void makes me sick.

F3: Your stomach always aches.

      It's full of fishes!

F4: Fishes!

F5: Yes, yes! It's stronger than usual, all the bottom of my belly burns.

F1: Jump.

F2: I'm hot.

F3: Take a plunge!

F2: Take off your body-stocking.

      No.

F3: Take off your body-stocking!

F6: Slip your clothes on, young lady.

F1: Did your father imagined i would be blind?

      No. Your brother imagined it would be too late.

F2: Too late to send back a young girl from a house in which we brought up men!

F3: Bring me up like a man.

F5: Why aren't you a male?

F6: It's the way it is.

F2: I shouldn't have talked Maldoror about it.

F3: It doesn't matter. It's better that way.

      I should we call you?

F6: From now on, you have to wear dresses.

F3: Few seasons go away.

F2: You disappeared for ten days!

F3: Maldoror doesn't give a damn, yes! Darius takes the opportunity to act deaf and dumb. But me!

F2: Chose what pleases you most. A piano passage or a sword strike?

      Piano seduces the mind, sword seduces the body.

F3: Oh yeah? For years piano has made me violent. Sword is a tactic technic matter whereas one false note and my body gets carried away and boils.

F5: Don't you think i'm serious?

F6: Not more than another.

F1: Attack me.

F2: Missed, missed!

F3: Maldoror, is it a artful thrust?

F4: Bunkums and myths! An artful thrust is nothing but a surprise caused to the opponent.

F5: Cause misunderstanding in enemy's eye, he will drop stiff like a piece of wood during the next strike.

F6: We knew each other by heart. Darius can't surprise me.

      Neither do you Alexandre.

F1: An attack works because it's secret.

      Its mysterious nature makes it incredibly complex.

F2: We tell everything Alexandre and i.

F3: Some knowledge shall remain between you and the blade.

F4: Your parents, those big cetaceans...

F3: You make me wet!

Frame 2: I don't like it.

Frame 3: Don't eat. I don't care. Thus you will test your strenght.

Frame 4: I'm hungry.

Frame 5: To run an empire you have to sort it out with nothing. Exactly because you have everything!

              Meanwhile, may i eat an appetizing dish?

Frame 6: Waiting for greatness repeals you of your needs! No meat, no woman, no connection! Live for one single desire, don't deviate from it.

F2: This roof belongs to us. It's our artful thrust.

      I'm embarrassed, Selma. Darius doesn't know anything.

F3: Everything doesn't have to be said. It only belongs to us.

      He tells me everything.

F4: Right now, he's playing piano. Do you wholly know what he's expressing? What is feeling and touching with this ear?

      No.

F6: When i will leave this place. When it will be time to take up a quest. I'm going to need you to face all these peoples, all these wars. You will be my liveliness.

F1: Careful Alexandre! To erect an empire, no meat, no woman!

F5: Surprise! Innovation! Invention!

F1: This secretis like a tornado! I'm losing my temper!

F2: We don't have to vindicate ourselves!

F3: This attack is huge!

F4: I didn't know the outcome!

F5: Piano taught me.

F4: Go away now.