[ and here, Fuji realizes that he's reached an impasse.
he had started this under the premise that it's the truth-- he had modeling the story after Ryoma's situation for no other reason than the irony of it. therefore, the story, in itself, is the 'truth', no matter how one wishes to spin it, and the truth has rules.
and the truth of the matter is that Ryoma's story has yet to finish.
however, the story exercise itself, as he knows all too well, is to illustrate a point on lying-- and herein lies the problem. lies also have rules, and this lie is no different. as a lie, it can only deviate from the truth. however, if he lies, then this is no longer Ryoma's story, and therefore this exercise has become pointless.
the impasse stems from the conflict between lie and truth. he finds this amusing, for he hadn't started up this exercise with the intention of reaching a point where he could neither lie nor tell the truth. and here, he chuckles a little to himself, realizing that language is such a strange thing-- while there is a common verb that notates the act of lying, there is no common, singular verb that notates the act of telling the truth-
he blinks here, and runs that turns that thought over in his head.
there is no common, singular verb that notates the act of telling the truth
what that means, he thinks, is that all words are lies, because at no point in time can words encompass the entire truth of the past, present and future. and what that means, is...
the story of Ryoma becomes clear, just as he unearths three more mysterious black pieces from the stove. he smiles to himself, prodding the coal out into the light. ]
And each time, the suitors fail.
Years pass, and men despair. The princess plays with her cat and the king sits on his throne. The sun rises and sets, and the men slowly dissipate until all return home.
Eventually, the princess dies without knowing the love for tennis and without ever having been wed. The king abandons his throne, and the kingdom falls into chaos. Eventually, it is annexed by a neighbouring kingdom-- and so marks the end of that particular monarchy.
The magical cat, having lost its beloved mistress, curses the world. Changing its name, it travels across the land in search of young women to bewitch and turn into 'princesses', granting them the power of tennis without giving them the love for it, so that they, too, must fall into despair.
[ he pauses, here, considering the story. a hum. ] Well, I suppose in the end, the cat does find pleasure in what it does.
Therefore, on that note, [ a cheeky smile, even as he lifts his eyes to gauge Ryoma's reaction. ] they lived happily ever after.
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he had started this under the premise that it's the truth-- he had modeling the story after Ryoma's situation for no other reason than the irony of it. therefore, the story, in itself, is the 'truth', no matter how one wishes to spin it, and the truth has rules.
and the truth of the matter is that Ryoma's story has yet to finish.
however, the story exercise itself, as he knows all too well, is to illustrate a point on lying-- and herein lies the problem. lies also have rules, and this lie is no different. as a lie, it can only deviate from the truth. however, if he lies, then this is no longer Ryoma's story, and therefore this exercise has become pointless.
the impasse stems from the conflict between lie and truth. he finds this amusing, for he hadn't started up this exercise with the intention of reaching a point where he could neither lie nor tell the truth. and here, he chuckles a little to himself, realizing that language is such a strange thing-- while there is a common verb that notates the act of lying, there is no common, singular verb that notates the act of telling the truth-
he blinks here, and runs that turns that thought over in his head.
there is no common, singular verb that notates the act of telling the truth
what that means, he thinks, is that all words are lies, because at no point in time can words encompass the entire truth of the past, present and future. and what that means, is...
the story of Ryoma becomes clear, just as he unearths three more mysterious black pieces from the stove. he smiles to himself, prodding the coal out into the light. ]
And each time, the suitors fail.
Years pass, and men despair. The princess plays with her cat and the king sits on his throne. The sun rises and sets, and the men slowly dissipate until all return home.
Eventually, the princess dies without knowing the love for tennis and without ever having been wed. The king abandons his throne, and the kingdom falls into chaos. Eventually, it is annexed by a neighbouring kingdom-- and so marks the end of that particular monarchy.
The magical cat, having lost its beloved mistress, curses the world. Changing its name, it travels across the land in search of young women to bewitch and turn into 'princesses', granting them the power of tennis without giving them the love for it, so that they, too, must fall into despair.
[ he pauses, here, considering the story. a hum. ] Well, I suppose in the end, the cat does find pleasure in what it does.
Therefore, on that note, [ a cheeky smile, even as he lifts his eyes to gauge Ryoma's reaction. ] they lived happily ever after.