Jöns:
[the witch is about to be burned]
Look at her eyes, my lord. Her poor brain has just made a discovery. Emptiness under the moon.
Antonius Block:
No.
Jöns:
We stand powerless, our arms hanging at our sides, because we see what she sees, and our terror and hers are the same. That poor little child. I can't stand it, I can't stand it...
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05/03/2025 alle ore 08:19