She approaches the audience.
This time, she can speak.
There was a roar, and a coldness–
I think my husband was with me.
What was my husband’s name?
Eurydice turns to stone.
My husband’s name? Do you know it?
The Stones shrug their shoulders.
How strange. I don’t remember.
It was horrible to see his face
when I died. His eyes were
two black birds
and they flew to me.
I said: no–stay where you are–
he needs you in order to see!
When I got through the cold
they made me swim in a river
and I forgot his name.
I forgot all the names.
I know his name starts with my mouth
shaped like a ball of twine–
They took me to a tiny boat.
I only just fit inside.
I looked at the oars
and I wanted to cry.
I tried to cry but I just drooled a little.
I’ll try now.
She tries to cry but finds that she can’t.
What happiness it would be to cry.
She takes a breath.
I was not lonely
only alone with myself
begging myself not to leave my own body
but I was leaving.
Good-bye, head–I said–
it inclined itself a little, as though to nod to me
in a solemn kind of way.
I want to take my time with you—to learn … every inch of you. And this apartment has very, very thin walls. I don’t want to have an audience,” he added as he leaned down again, brushing his mouth over the cut at the base of her throat, “when I make you moan, Aelin.
That’s what I like about the relationship that they’ve made on the show. It doesn’t feel specific to gender even, it’s just they…she loves her. It’s meant…they’re meant to be together, and you know, I like that they just make it that they’re a relationship. It’s not really talked about in a way of anything other than these two people love each other and should be together, or at least that’s my character’s standpoint and it seems like Shaw’s coming over to my side a little bit more. Or at least Sarah is.