{"id":655,"date":"2014-07-21T10:01:00","date_gmt":"2014-07-21T08:01:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/damianeicker.net\/blog\/?p=655"},"modified":"2025-05-20T10:31:10","modified_gmt":"2025-05-20T08:31:10","slug":"les-marcheurs-dombre","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/damianeicker.net\/blog\/2014\/07\/21\/les-marcheurs-dombre\/","title":{"rendered":"Les marcheurs d&rsquo;ombre"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<p>Sur les sombres chemins o\u00f9 me m\u00e8nent mes pens\u00e9es<br>tant de fragments d&rsquo;aether flottent tels des fant\u00f4mes.<br>D\u00e9bris de souvenirs, sans substances ni ar\u00f4mes<br>petits cailloux de songe que laissent les \u00e9gar\u00e9s.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>De ces \u00e9clats \u00e9pars naissent des illusions,<br>dangereuses, attirantes, con\u00e7ues pour \u00e9tourdir,<br>emprisonnant celui qui c\u00e8de \u00e0 leurs plaisir,<br>nourrissant ses fantasmes jusqu&rsquo;\u00e0 sa destruction.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>De ceux qu&rsquo;elles s\u00e9duisent, elles ne laissent que l&rsquo;enveloppe,<br>carcasses consum\u00e9es dont l&rsquo;\u00e2me s&rsquo;est enfuie,<br>cr\u00e9atures faites de vide, spectres hurlant dans la nuit,<br>en tout ce qu&rsquo;elles touchent l&rsquo;infection se d\u00e9veloppe.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Pour mon plus grand malheur, nos routes se sont crois\u00e9es<br>et l&rsquo;une de ces ombres \u00e0 effleur\u00e9 mon coeur.<br>Nul doute qu&rsquo;elle eut pu sonner ma derni\u00e8re heure<br>si une main tendue ne m&rsquo;avait attir\u00e9e.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Dans les contr\u00e9s sinistres o\u00f9 ne r\u00e8gne que l&rsquo;ombre<br>mon salut est venu d&rsquo;un autre esprit en peine.<br>Depuis nous avan\u00e7ons le long des tristes plaines<br>nous \u00e9paulant l&rsquo;un l&rsquo;autre dans ce monde de p\u00e9nombre.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Tous deux avons connu les terres du cauchemar,<br>senti les brumes des limbes et leur morsure glac\u00e9e.<br>Une part de nous m\u00eame nous y avons laiss\u00e9<br>en paiement du passage vers d&rsquo;autres territoires.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Cette \u00e9tincelle de vie qu&rsquo;ont saisi les t\u00e9n\u00e8bres<br>laisse d&rsquo;\u00e9tranges marques en nos \u00e2mes meurtries.<br>C&rsquo;est l\u00e0 toute l&rsquo;origine du lien qui nous unis,<br>compagnons de voyages, amis aux voies fun\u00e8bres.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Sur les sombres chemins o\u00f9 me m\u00e8nent mes pens\u00e9estant de fragments d&rsquo;aether flottent tels des fant\u00f4mes.D\u00e9bris de souvenirs, sans substances ni ar\u00f4mespetits cailloux de songe que laissent les \u00e9gar\u00e9s. De ces \u00e9clats \u00e9pars naissent des illusions,dangereuses, attirantes, con\u00e7ues pour \u00e9tourdir,emprisonnant celui qui c\u00e8de \u00e0 leurs plaisir,nourrissant ses fantasmes jusqu&rsquo;\u00e0 sa destruction. De ceux qu&rsquo;elles s\u00e9duisent, [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":true,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":"","jetpack_publicize_message":"","jetpack_publicize_feature_enabled":false,"jetpack_social_post_already_shared":false,"jetpack_social_options":{"image_generator_settings":{"template":"highway","enabled":false},"version":2}},"categories":[2],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-655","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-eclats-dame"],"jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_likes_enabled":true,"post_mailing_queue_ids":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/damianeicker.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/655","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/damianeicker.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/damianeicker.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/damianeicker.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/damianeicker.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=655"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/damianeicker.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/655\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":656,"href":"https:\/\/damianeicker.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/655\/revisions\/656"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/damianeicker.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=655"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/damianeicker.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=655"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/damianeicker.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=655"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}