Franchino’s Birthday
Read this slowly. Let the words arrive before you decide what they mean.
Saturday. Matrix for Franchino’s birthday. Ricky Le Roy, Kighine, Franchino, the whole atmosphere already turned up before anything had properly started. This was one of those nights where the crowd seemed to know what it had come for. Franchino can say almost nothing and somehow make several hundred people behave as though a prophecy has been issued. I realise how absurd that sounds written at my desk. It did not feel absurd in the room. Hikari came with Marico, which means I have now witnessed her dancing while simultaneously pretending not to be aware of where he is. Yuri noticed too. We said nothing because we value our lives.
Remember me, Eclipse.
Reflections & Dialogue
0 Thoughts
Why?
Because every thought leaves a trace. If something moved you, disturbed you, softened you, or made you think, leave it here, quietly.