I am not an evil woman. I am a skillful woman. Because I am skillful, I make distinctions. Because I make distinctions, some people hate and fear me.
Euripides’ 'Medea' (Brendan Kennelly translation)

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I am not an evil woman. I am a skillful woman. Because I am skillful, I make distinctions. Because I make distinctions, some people hate and fear me.
Euripides’ 'Medea' (Brendan Kennelly translation)
medea
you still owe me a brother jason do you love them jason your sons do you want them back your sons they’re yours how could anything be mine the screams of massacre i own the pictures of those flogged to death my paraphernalia since i moved out from colchis my homeland on your train of blood
"I don’t know what the hell is wrong with the Christmas spirit nowadays, but it certainly needs to do its job better."
"I don't see what's wrong with it. But then, I don't celebrate Christmas, so I wouldn't really know."
"Good morning! How may I help you? We have a special sale on dark chocolate for Yule and Christmas if you're interested."
I heard someone was looking for a devilishly handsome man?
"That depends on your definition of a devilishly handsome man." Medeia grinned.
To me, a wicked man who is also eloquent Seems the most guilty of them all. He’ll cut your throat as bold as brass, because he knows he can dress up murder In handsome words.
Medea, from Euripides Medea (via myancientworld)
"Impressive."
Good god
These flashes of Deja vu are getting more and more surreal.
"Troubles with nightmares?"
"Don’t make promises you don’t intend to keep…" Stepping to the side, he began walking around her. "Mhmm… why are you so curious?"
"I don't intend to keep any promise I make." She laughed. "Sheer curiosity. You already know my target. Everybody does."
"A friend’s birthday party. Well that’s certainly more innocent than I was imagining," he replied, relieved that he wasn’t getting himself involved in anything bad. "Yeah, sure, I’ll go over and talk to her. What was it you wanted me to say again?"
"tell her that it's time she makes a move and tell her I already got all the ingredients for the birthday cake. Also, I'm Miranda." Medea smiled charmingly.
"Ah! I knew it was important," he joked lightly. Heath stretched his arm out and handed over the whiskey. "There you go."
"Thank you." Medea smirked and downed the shot. Putting the shot back to the counter she stretched out her hand. "I'm Miranda."
”Really?” Ever widened her eyes, seeming surprised by this. “What did you do, Medea? When you saw him?”
"Nothing just yet. But I will soon." Medea smirked.
"Very clever, ten out of ten for creativity there Medea, but I’m not the mutt." Spencer smirked, stepping forward so that he was close enough to whisper in her ear. "That’s not what the whispers on the wind say my dear, I thought all bitches bite."
Medea smirked. "hen let me rephrase it. I don't bite hard. Yet." She eyed him carefully before adding. "So, who are you targeting, Sisy?"
"What are you doing here?"
"Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't know you peed here first." Medea said sarcastically. "Relax, Sis. I don't bite."
His eyebrows furrowed slightly, “Of course of course, but I’m just saying we should take our time with our main targets so that they are as terrible and excruciating as possible. Let’s focus on Eris. What do you know of her?”
"Now I remember why I always liked you, Lycaon. That torturing nature of yours. It's refreshing." Medea laughed. "Goes by Ericka, snarky and sarcastic as fuck, mean even. She hasn't changed much,but she's rather friendly to me. I told her to come to my shop; the chocolaterie I've opened. I brew a few potions and whoever eats the chocolate which has it... Well. Not even Mnemosyne could help them regain their memories."