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Yes, the death of young men in battle is a tragedy – I’d lost four brothers, I didn’t need anybody to tell me that. A tragedy worthy of any number of laments – but theirs is not the worst fate. I looked at Andromache, who’d have to live the rest of her amputated life as a slave, and I thought: We need a new song.
I listened and let it soothe me, that ceaseless ebb and flow, the crash of the breaking waves, the grating sigh of its retreat. It was like lying on the chest of somebody who loves you, somebody you know you can trust–though the sea loves nobody and can never be trusted. I was immediately aware of a new desire, to be part of it, to dissolve into it: the sea that feels nothing and can never be hurt.
The Autumn – Alphonse Mucha
me, the eldest sibling in a fairy tale: hey idiots, watch me own the hell out of the Devil. I’m gonna be so good at it
me, ten days later, draped over my youngest sibling’s shoulder like a sack of potatoes as they saunter out of Hell: I will admit that mistakes were made.
cinemagifs: Interview With The Vampire (1994) dir. Neil Jordan
buckeed: THOR: RAGNAROK (2017)