In Exile

Sometimes this thought made her feel proud, or even powerful, but there were also times when it made her feel like she was standing alone on a cliff high above thrashing waves, her i

She had feared his presence, but now she dreaded his absence even more.

all. Pentheus denies reality, repressing an instinct, the wild and savage part of himself. It’s the repression of something natural that causes tragedy. When we deny ourselves we are doomed.’