Woo hoo! Another chapter! Excellent.
On 12 Jan 2001, at 0:35, David A. Tatum wrote:
San was sitting between Ashitaka's legs. His hands were on hers, and he
was helping her to manipulate a lump of clay into a crude bowl. San and
Ashitaka were both covered in streaks of grey, where the drying clay had
been smeared on them. Ashitaka was somewhat uncomfortable, but he knew of
no other way to teach bowl-making. Usually, in his village, children were
taught how to work with clay at five years of age, and this was the method
used- the adult holding the childs hands and showing the young boy or girl
how to make the clay bend, fold, and and otherwise shape itself as it was
supposed to. However, usually the boy or girl wasn't a fully mature and
very attractive woman, as San was.
I was beginning to wonder if this was going to turn into something
"Ghost"-ish when I got to this part ^_^
All in all, an excellent chapter. Once again, I can see the characters
(Ashitaka and San, mostly, since they're the focus of this chapter)
developing the way you've shown, given the right circumstances. And it
has a rather interesting cliffhanger - it'll be interesting to see what
comes of it. I'm also curious about this "journey" Ashitaka and San are
going to be making - I'm assuming it involves going back to Ashitaka's
home village (although I could be wrong).
As before, I am looking forward to the next installment. Hope it
doesn't take too long ^_^
Also, is there a web site where this fic is being archived? You may be
getting lots of requests for this, and it's a lot easier to point to a
URL rather than posting the entire thing.
Later!
Derek