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It looks like we in the North of England might be going into lockdown again soon. It won't make any difference to me, but I'm so sorry for the young.
Are they seeing their future lost in the terminal decline of the Western world?

Prophetic words from the past:

"This is the way the world ends
Not with a bang but a whimper"

[Why? Because:]

"Day after day
Alone on a hill
The man with the foolish grin is keeping perfectly still
But nobody wants to know him
They can see that he's just a fool"
...

[From respectively: T.S. Eliot: The hollow men; and The Beatles: Magical Mystery Tour.]

Current Mood: depressed

This is a different kind of story from all my MFU ones. It was the result of a challenge my husband and I set each other after seeing a beautiful production of Puccini's opera Madam Butterfly, by Opera North in Leeds. The opera is based on a true story of love and betrayal — a visiting American naval officer in Nagasaki (around 1900) takes a young Japanese girl as a temporary wife and then returns to America, not knowing she is expecting his child. She and their son, and her maid Suzuki, wait for him but when he does return, it is with his American bride. This is a sequel.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/15722637