I finally got around to reading Good Omens by Terry Pratchett and Neil Gaiman, and of course I loved it. There’s plenty more I’d like to draw but goodness, there are too many great characters in this book.
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There’s another story that I like about a Chinese general who had to defend a city with only a handful of soldiers from a huge enemy horde that was in all likelihood going to steamroll the place flat within hours of showing up.
So when said horde did arrive, they saw the general sitting outside the city’s open gates, drinking tea. The horde sent a couple of emissaries over to see what was what, and the general greeted them cheerfully and invited them all to come and take tea with him.
The horde decided that this was a scenario that had “MASSIVE FUCKING TRAP” written all over it in beautiful calligraphy and promptly fucked off.
Whoever that general was, he was clearly the Ancient Chinese equivalent of Sam Vimes.
did he just invite us over for tea nah man i’m out
This just keeps getting better
I fucking love history.
When he forced his eyes open, he saw pale stars above him, and had, once again, the sensation that there was someone else present.
He turned his head, wincing at the stab of pain, and saw a small but brightly lit folding chair on the sand. A robed figure was reclining in it, reading a book. A scythe was stuck in the sand beside it.
A white, skeletal hand turned a page.
“You’ll be Death, then?” said Vimes, after a while.
AH, MISTER VIMES, ASTUTE AS EVER. GOT IT IN ONE, said Death, shutting the book on his finger to keep the place.
“I’ve seen you before.”
I HAVE WALKED WITH YOU MANY TIMES, MISTER VIMES.
“And this is it, is it?”
HAS IT NEVER STRUCK YOU THAT THE CONCEPT OF A WRITTEN NARRATIVE IS SOMEWHAT STRANGE? said Death.
Vimes could tell when people were trying to avoid something they really didn’t want to say, and it was happening here.
“Is it?” he insisted. “Is this it? This time I die?”
“Could be? What sort of answer is that?” said Vimes.
A VERY ACCURATE ONE. YOU SEE, YOU ARE HAVING A NEAR-DEATH EXPERIENCE, WHICH MEANS THAT I MUST UNDERGO A NEAR-VIMES EXPERIENCE. DON’T MIND ME. CARRY ON WITH WHATEVER YOU WERE DOING. I HAVE A BOOK.
Vimes rolled over onto his stomach, gritted his teeth, and pushed himself onto his hands and knees again. He managed a few yards before slumping back down.
He heard the sound of a chair being moved.
“Shouldn’t you be somewhere else?” he said.
I AM, said Death, sitting down again.
“But you’re here!”
AS WELL, Death turned a page and, for a person without breath, managed a pretty good sigh. IT APPEARS THAT THE BUTLER DID IT.
IT IS A MADE-UP STORY. VERY STRANGE. ALL ONE NEED DO IS TURN TO THE LAST PAGE AND THE ANSWER IS RIGHT THERE. WHAT, THEREFORE, IS THE POINT OF DELIBERATELY NOT KNOWING?
just drink an entire bowl of butter. drink the fucking butter you piece of shit. fuck you
So because I was curious about the peacock theme I did some research on the symbolism surrounding them. Apparently it is very similar to the symbolism of the phoenix. They, like the phoenix, are linked to immortality, beauty, benevolence, wisdom, and most commonly rebirth. (People thought of peacocks to be kind of like a descendant or relative of the phoenix)
Although apparently the type of symbolism surrounding them depends on the place, for Japan specifically it represents not only what it has in common with the phoenix, but love, nurturing, watchfulness, good will, compassion, and kindheartedness. People around it are also thought to blessed with good health, and depending on interpretation their feathers can be either good or bad luck to others.
Other countries also thought the peacock was associated with integrity, royalty, guidance, and protection. It was thought that when they show their true colors, it helps give others more color in their own lives.
I can’t help but think that the majority, if not all of these things, can be applied both to Sakura and to Fai. They are always watching out for the others (kind of like the eyes on the peacocks feathers). They both are very nurturing to the group, and they both are compassionate and kindhearted to everyone around them. They both have that gentle spirit that portrays wisdom and beauty, and they both provide protection for their group.
Also the text from the translation says “Behind the gentle smile. Therein lies kindness and strength” this says a lot about their characters and also shows the types of strength they both possess. But it also makes me think about the bit about showing their true colors. I am unsure if this also can be said of Sakura, but with Fai his smile was something that he hid behind, so when he finally showed his true self and truly smiled for everyone it was very gentle and kind. It definitely took strength to finally be able to get to that point.
Now referring to the colors, both of their color schemes blend in nicely with the picture, as well as allowing them to contrast, and have the pattern of the peacock feathers without it being too noticeable. Fai in particular works really well color wise because the blues match the body of the peacock, and the eyes of the feathers.
I can see why CLAMP decided to use peacock imagery with these two, it fits them and who they are very well and provides a beautiful vibrant chapter cover.
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I’m just picturing someone screaming “BONJOUR” at a penis
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