And fading like a rose

[sovay]

I dreamed I was at university in Russia, partly involved in a play whose title was The Holly and the Ivy, and the student with the yew tree throwing roots down around the frame of his bed was a pre-Christian Loki. For the first day of class, I was asked to write "a science-fiction essay." I guess it's autumn.

Comments

[asakiyume.livejournal.com]

I still have a story to tell about a yew tree, but it's got some grim elements in it, and I'm not sure where it's set...

In your dreams, your fellow students are gods. Which strikes me as a true thing. I can imagine you and Loki sharing the same space, yes.

[cucumberseed.livejournal.com]

Same here.

[sovay]

I still have a story to tell about a yew tree, but it's got some grim elements in it, and I'm not sure where it's set...

So? I would like to read it. Yews grow in churchyards; they are not obliged to be cheerful.

[asakiyume.livejournal.com]

Well, one day I'll write it. Probably.