[ Ego, Orpheus, cum amata mea esse volui. ]
She never knew that love could be so intense, so intricate! Sandhya
was guided into introspection, perhaps by his music, or perhaps by her own
desire to know the truth.
A dilemma as to what love is and how she is
captivated by its sweet spell held her thoughts in a constant state of
disbelief! On one hand, she had started to surrender to a primal attraction
that Orpheus stood for. On the other hand, she was at a loss to understand how
her love for her sons could put her into a place where her spells did not seem
to work at all!
She could not believe either, for Sandhya had
always trusted that in a Godless hell, it was upon her to exercise her
authority unto the order of the realms. She viewed evil as a necessity, but was
unsure if that could lead to consequences. All the while, deep in her blameless
heart, she still felt protected by an unseen power, authorized by the perpetual
darkness surrounding the moon.
Whereas, she knew she was one with the
darkness, and she was the dusk, yet her feminine instincts perceived that she
was incomplete without the infernal masculine. She had started to suspect that
beneath his mask, it was Orpheus who was the man of her feverish dreams, a
ghostly romance so intense that it occupied even the darkest corners of her
soul.
Shanaya was observant in her own thoughtful
demeanor. She might have envied her sister for, unlike her, she was not hidden
from Orpheus, and she could feel them in dialogues, maybe even in person. She
was not resentful toward their relationship, yet she wished that, even if for
once, he would realize how intensely she followed him in the underworld. Also,
she had to know if the curse of Vice could affect her own Queenship and take
Orpheus away from her, who was the only man she had ever loved. She could not
even bear to look upon the faces of other men, whom she regarded as mere
slaves, prisoners who were dependent on evil until they perish.
Shanaya had understood that her sister was
apprehensive of lightness, of the simplicity of the first moment of truth, when
her light blossomed in the forbidden forest like an early morning flower. Even though she did
not talk to Sandhya, she wished her to know that she wanted to come closer to
Orpheus through her, by recognizing the bond that the two women had shared
eternally.
Reflecting on this, she conspired with the
swans of the lake of tears, who agreed to be her emissaries to the Dark Queen.
This was how the swans flew to Sandhya’s castle at twilight and gifted a quiet ruby to her, a magic stone that carried Shanaya’s unspoken words.
Est ritûs exempli maternum, et
intervallum threnici cavati
Orbat me tantum, et sum tristis
in aeternum
Si rubinus creatur ab animo, es
sapiens in somno
Oblivione conflicti, pia sancta foras exi si ambis
Cygna poetica, lamentare mihi
amorem.
मातृ-आदर्श-अनुष्ठानम् इदं, शोकपूर्णं रिक्तं च अन्तरम्।
इदं मां भृशं वियुनक्ति,
अहञ्च सर्वदा दुःखितोऽस्मि।
यदि आत्मना माणिक्यं सृज्यते,
त्वं स्वापे प्राज्ञोऽसि।
विस्मृत्यभिभूत,
हे पवित्रे साधिके, यदि भ्रमसि तर्हि बहिरागच्छ।
हे काव्यात्मिके हंसिनि, मम कृते मद्विषयकं प्रेम विलापय।
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