Quelque chose trs doucement, invisiblement, silencieusement, tire moi-un le fil ou le filet des fils plus fins que le cobweb et en tant qu'lastique. Je n'ai pas essay la force d'elle. Aucun crochet barbel ne m'a perc et a dchir. N'tait-ce pas il y a bien longtemps ce fil a-t-il commenc me dessiner ? Ou dos de manire ? Est-ce que j'ai t soutenu avec son noeud au sujet de mon cou, un frein ? Pas la crainte mais une agitation de la merveille m'incite attraper mon souffle quand je me sens que la traction subite d'elle quand j'ai pens il s'tait dtache et avait disparu.
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