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I think I may never be sad ever again. There is a statue entitled "Farewell to Orpheus" on my college campus. It's been there since 1968, created by a Prof. Frederic Littman that use to work at the university. It sits in the middle of a fountain, and the fountain is often full of litter. I have taken it upon myself to clean the litter out when I see it (the skimmers only come by once a week at max). But because of my style of dress, this means that bystanders see a twenty-something on their hands and knees at the edge of the fountain, sleeves rolled up, trying not to splash dirty water on their slacks while their briefcase and suit coat sit nearby. This is fine, usually. But today was Saturday Market, which means the twenty or so people in the area suddenly became hundreds. So, obviously, somebody stopped to ask what I was doing. "This," I gestured at the statue, "is Eurydice. She was the wife of Orpheus, the greatest storyteller in Greece. And this litter is disrespectful." Then, on a whim, I squinted up at them. "Do you know the story of Orpheus and Eurydice?" "No," they replied, shifting slightly to sit.
"Would you like to?"
"Sure!"
So I told them. I told them the story as I know it- and I've had a bit of practice. Orpheus, child of a wishing star, favorite of the messenger god, who had a hard-working, wonderful wife, Eurydice; his harp that could lull beasts to passivity, coax song from nymphs, and move mountains before him; and the men who, while he dreamed and composed, came to steal Eurydice away. I told of how she ran, and the water splashed up on my clothes. But I didn't care. I told of how the adder in the field bit her heel, and she died. I told of the Underworld- how Orpheus charmed the riverman, pacified Cerberus with a lullaby, and melted the hearts of the wise judges. I laughed as I remarked how lucky he was that it was winter- for Persephone was moved by his song where Hades was not. She convinced Hades to let Orpheus prove he was worthy of taking Eurydice. I tugged my coat back on, and said how Orpheus had to play and sing all the way out of the Underworld, without ever looking back to see if his beloved wife followed. And I told how, when he stopped for breath, he thought he heard her stumble and fall, and turned to help her up- but it was too late. I told the story four times after that, to four different groups, each larger than the last. And I must have cast a glance at the statue, something that said "I'm sorry, I miss you--" because when I finished my second to last retelling, a young boy piped up, perhaps seven or eight, and asked me a question that has made my day, and potentially my life: "Are you Orpheus?" I told the tale of the grieving bard so well, so convincingly, that in the eyes of a child I was telling not a story, but a memory. And while I laughed in the moment, with everyone else, I wept with gratitude and joy when I came home. This is more than I deserve, and I think I may never be sad again.
Here is the aforementioned statue, by the way.
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“I hate obvious symbolism” bro shut up sun and moon couples are a pillar of our society
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guys please write more of michael going back in time it’s my favorite
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pov you don’t know what pov stands for
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*alives your SOTM cast*
and also gives sentience to the sillies
[ Is he bothering you king? ]
Yeah I know the dispatcher wasn't actually the dispatcher, but let me dream...
• @chloesimaginationthings for the Arnold design and the dispatcher's is my own version.
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So the new FNAF game huh...
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ok how the fuck did Edwin’s dumbass pull
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chica designed by a woman vs chica designed by 2 men
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Omega if he was in Sonic and the Black Knight (he'd be Galehaut btw)
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My brain keeps reading SOTM as “Shadow of the Mimic” for some reason
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if you’re someone who has to wear glasses every day that makes them basically the most important item you own which means you really gotta show those fuckers who’s boss just toss them everywhere and knock them off things and roll over them in bed at least twice a week
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Yo my friend says that playing cookie clicker made her realise she was trans somehow (she says thank you)
video games really can do anything
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releasing a song like "telephone" nowadays would be unthinkable. we need more anthems about wanting to shoot your shitass phone because it sucks and annoys you and you're too busy dancing to talk to your lame boytoy
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Seirye finally looking close to how I see her in my head, and from my paintings ✨ I love her so much, she's my happy place, my whimsical queen 💜
MOM 💜
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