The Ladies of Camelot
She's the fusion of Eve and the snake, what lurks in the dark corner of a bar. The perpetual other woman, the left-out one who brings the man down and leaves. Rotten except for her dark loves. Trouble at the top of the stairwell, or at the center of a labyrinth. Poe's Ligiea. She silences a man on sight, he needs to take a breath. She is a duel, one face behind the other. Born to enchant and to disappoint. She's Delilah, Circe, Salome, Pandora, La Belle Dame Sans Merci, She, Cleopatra, Mata Hari, Hester Prynne, and every dragon lady.