無言の喜びをたたえて 坐して夜に微笑む

ウィリアム・ブレイク詩集　夜より

恐らく、彼の声を聴いたことがある者はそういないだろう。しかしその表情もまた、彼の真意を伝える程の効力を持ち合わせてはいない。 その行動に彼の意志は存在せず。ただその心の中の人物の為に、得物を振るって静かに事を終える。 「……ふん」 瞳の光は闇を見据える。その光を闇に染め、ただ一人の背中だけを妄信的に、排他的に、捉え続ける。

"In praise of silent joy Sitting and smiling in the night"

Excerpts from William Blake's poetry collection Night

Perhaps not everyone has heard him. But his facial expressions are also not effective enough to convey his true intentions. His actions lack his will. He simply brandishes his weapon and hunts his target. For only one person occupies a large part of his mind. 「……Humph…」 The light in his eyes gazes into the darkness. The light is stained with darkness, and he blindly, exclusively, pursues only the back of one person.