… ‘I had friends. The idea of being forever separated from them and from all their troubles is one of the greatest sorrows that I suffer in dying. Let them at least know that to my latest moment I thought of them’. I told myself I wouldn’t cry. I cried.
Marie Antoinette’s Last Letter Stained By Her Tears
“16th October, 4.30 A.M.
It is to you, my sister, that I write for the last time. I have just been condemned, not to a shameful death, for such is only for criminals, but to go and rejoin your brother. Innocent like him, I hope to show the same firmness in my last moments. I am calm, as one is when one’s conscience reproaches one with nothing. I feel profound sorrow in leaving my poor children: you know that I only lived for them and for you, my good and tender sister.
Okay goths of the internet why is no one talking about Matthew Bourne’s Sleeping Beauty? It’s a Victorian/Goth interpretation of Tchaikovsky’s ballet, with a vampire-fairy plot twist that worked very, very well. I’ve never been so emotionally engaged by a ballet. If its run didn’t end in a week I’d call it a must-see.
That looks STUNNING. And mmmm, red brocade.