Whoa!?!
I'm wondering what I may be seeing - most of it anyway - draped on the wall in the corner - above a mirror or pictures on the floor...?
Perhaps a sheer, white, beaded, stringy, blousie, feminine kind of thingee? Maybe? Help Ladies.
For me, a not too distant bell rings.
IIRC, Shakespeare's Macbeth had a bell trigger, too...
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sk716, Wednesday at 1:25 PM Report #933
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(From Macbeth,
spoken by Macbeth,
but here shamefully adapted
for our protagonist, Macbarr)
* * *
Is this a stringd blouse which I see before me,
Frail fringelets near my hand? Come, let me touch thee.
I have thee not, and yet I see thee still.
...There's no such thing:
It is this bloody business which informs
Thus to mine eyes. ...
{
Macbarr, seemingly distracted, glances wistfully toward the ground nearby...but sneers...}
... Now o'er this one half of yard
Chiprats lie still. May wicked dreams abuse
Their cursed sleep! ...
{Re-focusing, frowning}
... Thou sure and firm-set earth
Hear not my steps, which way they walk, for fear
Thy very stones prate of my whereabouts,
And take the present horror from the time,
Which now suits with it. Whilst I threat, she lives:
Words to the heat of deeds too cold breath gives.
[Macbarr's 'bell' rings]
I go, and it is done; this cell invites me.
Hear it not, Suzanne; for it is a knell
That summons thee to heaven or to hell.