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The Weight of Knowing

Summary:

Orpheus knows he's done this before, he knows he can't change it. But he can love her, just the same, every turn.

Notes:

Yeah, so I developed a small (huge) obsession with Hadestown since you saw me last, and I had to write something for it. This is very different from anything I've written here but I hope you like it. In my mind I'm picturing the Jack Wolfe and Morgan Dudley versions of these characters, they are adorable and devastating and I love them. But I'm not specific about any physical characteristics so feel free to picture whoever your favorite duo is.

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Every time he’s back at the start, it hits him like a powerful wind

And all of a sudden it's at the tips of his toes and his fingers

And under his skin and in his lungs

 

It’s her face across the tavern

Threadbare jacket gripped to her chest

Slender hands shaking from the cold

 

They meet for the first time for the thousandth time

For the millionth time even 

And he falls in love

Just like that

Just like breathing

 

On one dark morning, at the beginning of it all and the end of it all

Just before the breach of dawn

She told him she would haunt him, 

Her birdsong breaking through his grief addled sleep

She couldn’t help but to haunt him, she said.

 

I’m sorry, she said

 

”Please,” he whimpered against the thin pillow 

Squeezing it like he wanted to be squeezing her

”Haunt me.”

 

Later that morning he got out of bed, washed, and crossed the threshold into sun

The lyre gentle in his hands

The people watching

 

He doesn’t feel it, any of it, doesn’t feel himself living

A haunted man knows only his ghost

 

To anyone’s eye he’s out in the world

Playing songs for coins and bread

Songs without words

 

But everything inside him is with her

Turning in circles with her 

Holding her and kissing her and losing her

Again and again and again

 

I want to keep you in a jar with holes on top

Keep you like a lightning bug

She murmurs to him across a pillow

They’ve finished their lovin’ and stare at each other atop the low pallet

Flickering candlelight painting their faces

 

And he wants to keep her too

 

Only he knows that he cant

Because it’s not the first time she’s said it

She says it every time and every time they don’t get to keep each other

It makes him feel warm to hear it all the same

 

Every go around he tries to change the cruelty of her fate

Stop himself turning, stop her falling

Stop his heart splintering into pieces

He pushes against his own body until it nearly snaps in half trying to stop it

But he can’t change how he adores her

Can’t erase making a home with her

 

He loves her just the same each turn

He loves her just the same always

Should he be surprised when it all ends the same too?