In Act 4, Scene 14, “an un-Romaned Antony” laments, “O, thy vile lady!/ She has robb’d me of my sword”, (22–23)—critic Arthur L. Little Jr. writes that here “he seems to echo closely victim of raptus, of bride theft, who has lost the sword she wishes to turn against herself. By the time Antony tries to use his sword to kill himself, it amounts to little more than a stage prop”. Antony is reduced to a political object, “the pawn in a power game between Caesar and Cleopatra”.
Wikipedia: Antony and Cleopatra


Is this you? Mahidol Central library? Why has the bunny got freaking braces?
— Salisa to Anton, January 3rd, 2026
Good lord, you don’t actually own the Japanese restaurant I’m in, do you? All writings in Japanese.
— Salisa to Anton, December 17th, 2026



This is the third time he’s done this.
— Salisa to Markus, December 18th, 2025
Klimt has a personal meaning to me.
— Salisa to Markus, November 20th, 2025

It threw me off for the longest time reconciling my read on you and what was going on around us. Then I began to piece it all together that week in December. “Could I have been in love – all this time – with the wrong man? Even if partially so? Was my relationship with Sebastian actually obsessive and intense? My compulsion towards Sebastian, was that real? Or was it just a fiction to make everything fit together because I didn’t have all the pieces of the puzzle yet?”. Replace Sebastian with Anton and we have a beautiful fit for an ending.
My only gripe is that he probably used you. You cannot tell the wheat from the chaff for the life of you. In all your life with your piss poor dating history you landed on me? More like he set you loose on me. Is that accurate? […] You are missing so many marks. It’s because you are a pawn in all this. Not me.
That’s why you were scared to meet me, isn’t it? Because I’d have been disappointed. I’d have figured out the jig is up. It’s not all you behind the scene. And the parts that I find resonating.. they come from him. You must have figured out you’ve been played for awhile. And that’s your greatest fear.
— Salisa to Anton, March 7th, 2026

