4/17/09 05:33 pm - 1942-09-17
In Japanese:
Today was a good day to die, but I think not for us. I am glad to be alive.
Shacchan's older brother gave her a sleeping drug, and she should not have been able to wake until sometime tomorrow. We are very fortunate that this did not work. He agrees that we are fortunate. But he is still disturbed that she was wide awake--and sharper than she has been for a very long time--in the space she calls 'Q'. She says that she was stronger there.
I do not know if I should tell her brother this. The closer we get to mundane space--even arcane space--the more weary and unhappy she seems.
In that polluted place, that underworld: she was completely lucid. And I think the look on her face was a look of joy.
Her brother says she looked like that when she was dancing. I told him that there are forms of fighting that look like dancing, and that I think she fights like that.
We are not yet safe.