Wine-thirst of Comus: Of Alecto, Megaera, and Tisiphone
Wine-thirst of Comus is now posted.
All is not well for the gay-hearted scion of the wine-god, as the Three Sisters, drenched in blood, arrive with cries of vengeance upon their doom-decreeing lips.
Comus is slain and sepulchred, but, as is often the case in tales of this kind, this does not bring matters to a conclusion.
A new god from the East arises, a humble god hanged on a cursed tree like a slave. The old gods fail like autumn leaves, as the winter of the world approaches.
But the old gods are not done with Comus yet.