Diary entries from any of the characters.
The news I bear is distressing at the least. It wrenches at my very soul and leaves a seething cold mist within. The woe it causes me is nearly indescribable.
Laius, Laius, He whom I layed with, he whom helped me bear my son who was then cast away. He is the victim of my husband, the father of my husband. This information seems to destroy any shred of hope, of light, left within me. I do not know what I shall do, or whom I shall turn to.
Oedipus discovered this, by his own free will. His own hand drove him to search for the fulfillment of the prophecy, and I fear he will suspect me of being ashamed of him. I fear his eternal anger with me, and bear his wrath I shall not.
Apollo! Why do you bestow this tragedy upon us? Upon myself, my son and husband, the son I bore children with? For although our actions have been unexcusable, excuse them you must. We had no shred of knowledge of what was occurring, else we would have stopped at once. But now you, this shame, these horrible actions, have led me to my demise.
I can no longer fathom living a wretched life as now, laying my eyes on the sins I have committed, the abominations I have created, day after day. No, I fear that the only way to escape this horrendous situation will be through my own hands. I must myself end my life, although it is a tragedy that I leave these sins to be carried by others. I can no longer live, for these terrible things haunt me.
Apollo, I will see you soon. Soon, I will be away from this wretched situation and in an eternal shroud of darkness.
AHH this is so good! The language is perfect! I love the poetic nature of the entry. This is definitely something Oedipus would have confessed. The part about being self destructive and "creating abominations" is wonderful! Nice Job Tania
ReplyDeleteJarrad, That was Jocasta. Oedipus was not ever married to Laius. It was perfect though. You got her language, and her feelings. That is exactly something her character would say, but only to herself, and it is a journal so it is great! She would never confess that sort of thing out loud. That was very well written.
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