This is what I am up against

[muckefuck]

Ce beau soleil si vanté lui avait semblé noir comme celui de la gravure d’Albert Dürer; la chauve-souris qui porte écrit dans son aile ce mot: melancholia, fouettait cet azur étincelant de ses membranes poussiéreuses et voletait entre la lumière et lui[.]

That's only the first page. A hundred more like that to go!

["That lovely sun so praised seemed to him black as that in the engraving by Albrecht Dürer; the bat who wore written on his wing this word: melancholia, whipped that sparkling blue from his dusty membranes and fluttered between the light and him."]

Comments

[oh-meow.livejournal.com]

zut alors, prose en mauve

[richardthinks.livejournal.com]

Bald mouse? I knew there was a reason I was learning French.

Though I know I will never be able to write adequately in the language - the rhythm (I hesitate to write meter) of this piece is just incredible and, alas, typical.

[moominmolly.livejournal.com]

Oh, The French! You are so adorably predictable. Never use five words when ten will do just fine! I think they invented Emo.