When Dmitri took the knife in both hands she strained upwards to him, mutely imploring, her face transfigured. He put both hands to her throat and she threw her head back. Xxnx This was the fulfilment of her every dream, she thought, her wedding day. They sang.Songs that the Hyades shall sing,
Where flap the tatters of the King,
Must die unheard in
Dim Carcosa. The dead woman’s head rolled from side to side and her legs flapped loosely. Maria nodded and rose to her feet. And he turned back to his preparations. She reached back to spread her hair out behind her head, and the tawny tresses were stained black where they fell into the pool of blood. And he turned back to his preparations.
