← The Prologue separates himself from the group and moves forward. ✎
← My dead brother is surrounded by an armed guard just as though he'd managed to make himself king. Go back to bed. You're absolutely pale. 🔊✎
← (She doesn't answer, he continues as to himself.) ✎
← I understand you., I would have done the same when I was twenty. That's why I kept listening to your words. I saw at the other end of time a little Creon, thin and pale like you are, who also kept thinking of sacrificing himself... 🔊✎
← cries, trying to wrench himself from his embrace. ✎
← pulls himself from his arms. ✎
← cries suddenly like a child, throws himself into his arms. ✎
← The guard rolls himself a cigarette. ✎
← But Haemon looks at him with his child's eyes, heavy with contempt, and Creon cannot avoid his gaze that cuts him like a knife. Haemon stares at the old man trembling at the other end of the cavern and then, without saying anything, he plunges the sword into his stomach and stretches himself out beside Antigone, kissing her in the middle of a huge pool of blood. 🔊✎