You shall bid, "Can I hi'e down the Underworld for eternity?"
"Can I dare the fearsome and the quaint rulers of the realm beneath?"
"Can I repulse scorn when I meet my demise?"
To commiserate the loving martyrdom of this account, one must know the myth of Orpheus and Eurydice. Well, in the mortal's narrative, it is as mere as Orpheus had a wife named Eurydice and she died.
Not that great of a story. But the cordial Orpheus begged the gates of the Underworld to evoke Eurydice's tormenting predestination by enchanting King Hades and Queen Persephone with his weapons; his voice, and the lyre—deluging both of the rulers in a mellifluous bath.
Hades wept. Persephone melted. And Orpheus was bestowed with the chance to reunify with Eurydice in the Upper World.
But he was apprised that as he takes the path to the mortal world, Eurydice will follow him, but he should never look back until Eurydice gets in the light.
Orpheus wandered. He didn't falter as he made his way out of the Underworld despite hearing Eurydice's footfalls.
Nearing the light of the Upper World, he looked back while she was still in the dark. With a glimpse of Eurydice in the void of the dark space, she was drawn back into the Underworld.
Loving none other but misery, Orpheus lived in agony until the end of his life.
One could simply say, "If I were Orpheus, I would never have looked back, so I can take back Eurydice."
We are not to take Orpheus' place.
His way out of the Underworld was never described as a walk. It was a journey. A journey no one knows how long or how arduous. A journey of needless emotional inclination.
Eurydice's footfalls were Orpheus' heartfalls. It was the climax between hesitancy and certainty. Of having to be with her in the light or saving her from the dark.
So one shan't say that he isn't in any way like Orpheus, because that'd mean that he can't ever love someone as he did.
One shan't say that he isn't in any way like Orpheus if he hadn't yet drawn someone back to the Upper World only to be summoned at last by the terrors of the world below.
Article: IJ Sarabia
Illustration: Luke Perry Saycon
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