← 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. 🔊✎
← And then she went into her bedroom, her bedroom that smelled of lavender, with little embroidered doilies and plush frames, and there she cut her throat, Creon. She is stretched out now on one of the little old-fashioned twin beds, in the same place where you first saw her when she was still a girl, and with the same smile, just a little sadder. And if there weren't that large red stain on the sheets around her neck, you'd think she was asleep. 🔊✎