[ Eurydice keeps her head bowed low, at first. There's a voice in the back of her mind: it's safer for him, like this. She'd wanted to much, reached too high.
Then, she feels Orpheus cup her face and oh, it feels like home. She finally lifts her head, and looks into his eyes. Hers are glassy, and the tears fall steady, now.
no subject
Then, she feels Orpheus cup her face and oh, it feels like home. She finally lifts her head, and looks into his eyes. Hers are glassy, and the tears fall steady, now.
Shakily: ]
I'm not gonna die alone
I don't think so