In musing over which myth to do a study upon next, two images suddenly leapt to mind. One was the iconic princess in a tower, just waiting for some handsome and brave prince or knight to come rescue her from her hardship. The other was of the patiently, silently suffering lady who waits in the castle whilst her brave prince or knight rides out to right wrongs and smite evil-doers.
Then it struck me. Of course. It’s not really two images, is it? She’s still alone in a tower, still trapped in domesticity and waiting for someone to change her life for her. She’s still a captive.
Then it struck me. Of course. It’s not really two images, is it? She’s still alone in a tower, still trapped in domesticity and waiting for someone to change her life for her. She’s still a captive.
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