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City of glass

Summary:

"The names, the places they live, the places they visit, the women they sleep with, we know it well" And that's how it starts. As Paris is boiling with rumors of revolution, an attempt is made to cut off the rebellion at the source - once and for all. A story of dreams and ruthlessness, of love and hate, of fear and courage.

Chapter 1: The City of glass

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Prologue: The city of glass

 

I have dreamt of a city, a city of glass
In the darkest of hours before morning
Of the beauty alluring and danger about
That then shifted from glory to warning

I have dreamt of a city, a city of glass
Where your wishes appear brightly clear
For the glass is deceiving the eye and the mind
And it shows, what is faraway, near

I have dreamt of a city, a city of glass
Seen the shards lying amidst the beauty
And I’ve seen how it cut, and then I understood
That the soul is the cruel glasses booty

I have dreamt of a city, a city of glass
And I’ve feared to speak, lest it shatters
And I’ve feared to whisper, lest dragons still sleep
And I’ve feared to do that, which matters

I have dreamt of a city, a city of glass
I have dreamt of a friendship eternal
That first saw glass and shards and then dreamt of the sky
Of the perishing of the infernal

I have dreamt of a city, a city of glass
That once beautiful was in its splendor
That’s beautiful now only to those who do not
Miss love, not miss truth, not miss candor

I have dreamt of a city, a city of glass
I have wished all its walls torn asunder
Wished the walls gone away, that invisible, still
Are a prison that will fall in thunder

Jean Prouvaire, winter 1932