M.J. Rose

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Postcard no. 4

Postmark Paris, France 1894

“We’d heard that La Lune was exerting her influence in the art world. To see for ourselves we went to an art class at Beaux Arts today, taught by Gustave Moreau, who might be the one of the greatest magicians in all of Paris.

Moreau’s paintings are rich, detailed and mesmerizing. They say he’s become more eccentric as his work has become more popular. His students are some of the most promising in all of Paris. It’s whispered they are a cult and believe angels come to inspire them.

After the class, we visited the gallery that sells his work. The owner said that since the master’s paintings had taken a darker turn there were even more in demand.

When asked why there had been a change, he said he didn’t know but that one of Moreau’s students, Sandrine, knew. And he wished us luck, saying she had never talked about her days with him.
We knew who we were looking for. Sandrine! She was everywhere. She was nowhere. Would we ever find her?”

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Postcard no. 3
Postmark Paris, France 1894

“Following the trail of La Lune’s legend, we visited the Eiffel tower today. And learned there had been a tragic accident there earlier. It was the third such tragedy that year. We tried to imagine the tower without all the police and the reporters.

Cold, windy, rainy, there was nothing beautiful about the view. Instead it suggested an uncontrolled nastiness unleashed on Paris.

One of the reporters said there were witness who claimed that the elevator had stooped working ten minutes before the accident. Another said an elderly woman had stood close to the railing and laughed, shouting out at the sky, shrieking: “La Lune is shining, La Lune is shining.”

Beside us someone whispered that Sandrine knew what had happened. If we could find her we hoped Sandrine could explain this too. Even if she has never told anyone. Until now.”

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