note that particular poem (at the end of ch17) is written by william blake and the poem is called "The Tyger" from the collection of poems called the "songs of innocence and experience" anyway just thought I would warn you befor you got nabbed for plagerism.
the whole poem is:
Tyger! Tyger! burning bright In the forests of the night, What immortal hand or eye Could frame thy fearful symmetry?
In what distant deeps or skies Burnt the fire of thine eyes? On what wings dare he aspire? What the hand dare sieze the fire?
And what shoulder, & what art. Could twist the sinews of thy heart? And when thy heart began to beat, What dread hand? & what dread feet?
What the hammer? what the chain? In what furnace was thy brain? What the anvil? what dread grasp Dare its deadly terrors clasp?
When the stars threw down their spears, And watered heaven with their tears, Did he smile his work to see? Did he who made the Lamb make thee?
Tyger! Tyger! burning bright In the forests of the night, What immortal hand or eye Dare frame thy fearful symmetry?
This poemm aslo has a opposite called "The Lamb".
Little Lamb, who made thee? Dost thou know who made thee? Gave thee life, and bid thee feed, By the stream and o'er the mead; Gave thee clothing of delight, Softest clothing, woolly, bright; Gave thee such a tender voice, Making all the vales rejoice? Little Lamb, who made thee? Dost thou know who made thee?
Little Lamb, I'll tell thee, Little Lamb, I'll tell thee. He is called by thy name, For He calls Himself a Lamb. He is meek, and He is mild; He became a little child. I a child, and thou a lamb, We are called by His name. Little Lamb, God bless thee! Little Lamb, God bless thee!
Ruriame (Chapter 40) - Mon 31 May 2010
I was completely correct on my former assessment of this story. It's still amazing to me that you could think of all this stuff and I regret that even after the last review I left, I still can't leave better feedbacl to match the caliber of what the story deserves. I look forward to when this story continues. And while I hope you update soon, for now, it's definitely worth the wait.
Ruriame (Chapter 15) - Mon 31 May 2010
Something about this story is extremely mesmerizing. I can't quote place my finger on it, but it draws me in the more I read it. The plot has such complex twists and the characterization of this very original Sesshoumaru is unbelivable. I feel like it taps into something with a lot of depth that's difficult to reach, but in a good way.
Usually I like to wait until I finish reading everything written (of the story is incomplete or the whole story if it is), but I felt the need to comment earlier before I lost some of what I wanted to say because stories like this deserve all the comments and praise I could possibly give. I feel like I'm not doing it justice by only commenting this one time instead of for each amazing chapter. This story really has its own genre. I have a feeling I'm going to have a long night catching up to this story and I probably won't be able to get to sleep until I do. It's extremely addicting. But I don't mind a bit.
Spennig (Chapter 40) - Tue 04 May 2010
Hmm, I like this one. I like the variations, and the different twists. I also like the maturing and growth of the characters. When the soulmate thing was introdiced about Sango, is it bad that knowing Miroku my first thought was "threesome"? I know it's not likely, or impossible with how yo've written the Tora, but was amusing to me at the time.
I look forward to reading as you continue the story!
I started Through the Mirror when it was still on A Single Spark and quickly read through chapter 32, all the while loving it and craving for more. After a year of waiting for an update, I became downcast, but after two years I quickly lost all hope.
Thank you, thank you, thank you for updating. I love this story to pieces and I'm so happy your muses have kicked you into action. Keep writing!
PS: FreyrxSango is my new OTP XD
I don't care what excuse or traditions or whatever, I still don't like what was done to Kagome. I guess I'll never be satisfied with the way it's being resolved. And this mess with Sango/Miroku/Freyr is very depressing. I just wonder where it's all leading to. Did Sesshoumaru also extend Sango's life? If so, does that mean she's to remain with Miroku having more children for him until he dies of old age while she's still young? That would mean Freyr could then enter Sango's life for his try at her. That's so many years down the road that your story would be coming to an end by then and very little would be wrote about them. I hope you have something better planned.
I like the new, more mature Inuyasha.
First off, I'm so happy to have found this fic again! This is one of the most interesting takeoffs on Sesshoumaru I have read yet, and I can promise you that I've read a lot of Sesshoumaru ficcage. You do a great job of tying the mythology in and have a wonderful turn of phrase. I also am estactic that I don't have to mash down my inner editor due to your excellent command of English grammar. *winks*
I can't help but hope come May you can find time to come back to it, but I am well aware that RL has it's way of surfacing. As my bff tells me... "May you live in uninteresting times." :)
As my alter ego is a kitsune, as soon as I figured out who you were posing Sesshoumaru as, I hit the roof in glee. And yes, I figured it out before it was stated! *grins widely* Loki was always a friend to foxes, using them much as Inari does. Now my only question is about Kagome finally realizing who Loki is and the subject of his children coming up... is she going to hit the roof wondering if he does have children (even though he's told her he was a virgin) or wonder if her children are now going to be the ones who destroy the world (or pantheon). Especially as he's already described Hel as the bitch-goddess and in mythology she's supposed to be his daughter.
Of course, I could also see Sango's twins being Fenrir and the Serpent. She's already been warned about Chaos. *wicked little grin* Yes, I have a devious twisted ebil brain.
Thank you for the wonderful entertainment, mistress Storyteller. There will always be a place by my fire for you.
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