Ma conscience en robe rose

A celebrated novelist lives amid Parisian glitter, his name whispered in salons and his books devoured by a discerning audience. Yet beneath the polished exterior, a weary man in his thirties confronts a profound disillusionment that makes even his celebrated talent feel hollow. He stands before a mirror, the weight of a pistol in his hand, and wonders whether the emptiness that has settled over his life can ever be filled again.

His fascination with the human mind drives him to probe the strange, the moral curiosities that hide behind everyday politeness. With a delicate, almost poisonous prose, he captures the nuances of desire, especially the “eternal feminine,” turning his observations into works that both enchant and unsettle his readers. Women are drawn to his enigmatic aura, each seeking a glimpse of the mystery he guards so tightly.

Haunted by the faint image of a long‑lost mother and the memory of a crumbling Breton castle, he is forced to reckon with the past that still lingers in his thoughts. The story follows his internal battle, inviting listeners into a world where brilliance and despair intertwine, and where the line between creation and self‑destruction is razor‑thin.