( Esther assimilates because she wants to )

(Hadassah stayed home and married poor and lived next door and raised poor sons who chanted ancient verses and died with her family by the Persian sword.) Esther is a Queen, and Esther is a heroine, and Esther’s hair frizzes at night without the oils, and Esther hides her tears beneath scented silks. Esther lifts her chin higher than the harem whispers. Esther sees Haman pale and shivering in her dreams. Esther sinks back into her canopy of spices and jewels and waits once more for her husband’s outstretched scepter. Waits, and aches for what it means to be Chosen. » information » ooc contact » ic inbox » visualosities » playlist