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Listen to "Nothing Girl (Demo Track)" now on all streaming platforms. Connect with Arwen Wen: / arwenwenofficial / arwenwenofficial / arwenwenofficial / discord [email protected] https://www.tumblr.com/blog/arwenweno... https://www.linktr.ee/arwenwen “Cassandra in the Temple of Apollo” art by Ooouchen: https://ooouchen.carrd.co / ooouchen Connect with Ibra Bittar (Mixing and Mastering Engineer): / @ibra_bittar / ibra_bittar / ibra_bittar Connect with R. Cassidy: / @ther-daciousone / rdacitycassidy https://www.tiktok.com/rdacitycassidy Connect with Caspian Nouveau: / artemisoutrider / artemisoutrider Connect with Olina Wu: / @olinaw5145 / @olinaw3 LYRICS/LIBRETTO: Cassandra is stumbling away from the Temple of Apollo, to the river nearby. Her clothes are torn, and there are faint bruises beginning to form on her bare arms, on her neck. She finally falls at the edge of the Scamander and falls into the water. [CASSANDRA] I RACE TO THE RIVER, SCAMANDER, TAKE ME IN THE COLD BITES MY SKIN, I'M SHIVERIN', WASH AWAY THE SIN TAKE MY FAITH, TAKE MY FACE 'TIL I'M FINALLY CLEANSED BUT I AM NOT CLEAN, MY HANDS ARE SHAKING I'M NEVER WAKING FROM THIS HELL DISGUISED AS A DREAM AND UNDER THE STARS, THE MOON IS SILENT SHE DOESN'T SEE ME CRYING A TRAIL THAT FOLLOWS THE SCARS HE LEFT, I'M LEFT WITH SOMETHING HOLLOW IN MY CHEST I CONFESS, I DON'T MIND THE MESS THAT'S IN MY HEAD IT'S BETTER THAN REMEMBERIN' THE WAY HE MADE ME WISH I WERE… DEAD TO THE WORLD, NOW I KNOW I'M NOTHING BUT A GIRL, NOTHING BUT A NOTHING GIRL WHO KNOWS NOTHING, NOTHING, NOTHING, OF THE WORLD She finally submerges herself into the water fully, and when she resurfaces, she is in a different place, in a wooden tub back in the palace. The bruises are discolored and faded; time has passed. I PACE IN THE PALACE, THE WALLS ARE CLOSING IN AND I AM NOT SAFE, THERE'S NO ESCAPE, I CAN'T RUN AWAY FROM THE VOICE IN MY BRAIN SAYING I AM TO BLAME Cassandra is making tea. She drinks it all and returns to her chambers. She wakes up violently, shaking, faceless people around her calling and shouting in silent voices; she has miscarried. Despite it all, a crazed smile touches her lips. [VOICES] BLAME, BLAME, BLAME [CASSANDRA] AM I TO BLAME? I HIDE FROM THE DAYLIGHT SEND ME A KNIGHT THAT WILL SAVE ME FROM ALL OF THIS PAIN The bruises are gone. Cassandra has returned to the temple, where she stands in the shadow of the statue of Apollo, torchlight flickering. Members of the congregation are all around, a blur as Cassandra becomes hyperaware of the eyes of Apollo, always watching, always following her. HELD DOWN IN FLAMES, I SERVE MY DUTY THE PEOPLE STILL CALL OUT MY NAME, THEY ARE ASKING FOR PRAYERS TO HIM, A HYMN I'M SINGING UNDERNEATH MY BREATH HE IS GOLD, HE IS MERCIFUL, AND HE IS KIND THE MASTER, THE LORD I MUST OBEY, SO I AM RESIGNED HE IS A GOD, IN THE END I'M NOTHING BUT A GIRL, NOTHING BUT A NOTHING GIRL WHO KNOWS NOTHING, NOTHING, NOTHING, OF A WORLD THAT TEARS US GIRLS APART WITHOUT A BLINK OF AN EYE SHAMED FOR WHAT WAS TAKEN IN THE DARK LIKE I DIDN’T CRY, “NO" DIDN’T TRY, “NO” YES, I SAID “NO” AND NOW I PAY THE PRICE NOW I KNOW THAT I’M NOTHING BUT A NOTHING GIRL NOTHING, JUST ANOTHER GIRL ANOTHER GIRL… It is night-time. The congregation is gone, and Cassandra and the other priestesses are burning the sacrifices, the offerings that would rot. The other women fade into background as Cassandra closes her eyes, the flames dying. She is standing alone in nothingness. I TRACE THROUGH THE ASHES, LOOK PAST THIS STORY'S END BUT MY PATH IS SHROUDED IN BLACK I SEE NOTHING AT ALL She opens her eyes. She is alone once more, once again back at the Scamander, the only place that brings her comfort now. MARK MY WORDS THE ONES I HAVE SPOKEN OF THAT, I AM CERTAIN THE FALL, THE FALL OF US ALL IT’S COMING NOW Blurred faces and shapes flash across the river waters, a flash of flames and gold and bronze and bodies. Then, darkness.