And another. I am obsessed.

[metonomia]

Biblical, Judas, "This is the night/That either makes me or fordoes me quite" (Othello, Act Five, Scene One)
Something compels him to continue hurtling toward his own destruction, and he cannot say what, even as he whispers the place, counts the tarnished coins, dies slowly with the image of wise, pained eyes burned into his mind.  It is your sinful greed, a voice whispers to him with the sting of the fire and the burn of the rope.  It is love, replies another, softer but stronger, as he is enveloped in warm light and kissed by the wings of angels.

Comments

[rthstewart.livejournal.com]

You are not obsessed. You are focused. There is an important difference. Goodness, I don't know quite what to make of this. As first, I thought we were getting a glimpse of Judas in Dante's Hell. Then, with the warm light ending I wondered if you were envisioning redemption even at the end for Judas? A blessed relief from his guilt? Or is the siren call of his temptation. To me, it was nicely ambiguous.

[metonomia.livejournal.com]

I'm pretty sure I meant it to be redemptive, though not certain. This was one that just came to me really easily, without too much effort. I think I've always liked to imagine redemption for Judas - I see him very much as a vessel used to make the inevitable come to pass, not just the evil betrayer.