Have you ever felt you’re on the brink of everything you’ve ever wanted?
But one wrong move could ruin it all?
Like the last step forward requires full faith? Faith that doesn’t give proof, doesn’t reassure, doesn’t sooth your doubt?
The kind of faith that feels so out of reach, you just blast your emo playlist and carry on imagining everything that could have been?
Let’s talk about Orpheus and Eurydice. Ellchemized.
Orpheus was basically a music icon in Greek mythology.
His songs had the entire world vibing.
Animals stopped mid-zoomies.
The trees leaned in to listen.
Even the siren songs sounded mid af when Orpheus hopped on a beat.
He meets a wood nymph named Eurydice, twin flame vibes immediately.
He’s ready to cuff, even while bad omens of their union are whispered among the very alter where they share their vows.
One day Eurydice is walking in the forest, literally minding her business, and bro’s weird friend Aristaeus tries to hit.
She says, “Absolutely not,” and power walks home to block him on every realm.
She rustles some leaves, startles a snake, and gets bit. Lethally.
Orpheus is wrecked. His music went from setting the vibe to absolutely killing it.
Eventually he remembers who tf he is.
Son of Apollo. Sad-boy supreme.
“Nah, I’m getting my girl.”
He asks Zeus for the underworld wifi.
Zeus says, “I don’t want that smoke. Sorry bro, that’s Hades’ jurisdiction.”
Orpheus says, “Bet.”
Hermes clocks the tea and ties his sandals.
Orpheus and Hermes descend to the underworld to save Eurydice from signing a lease in The Land of the Dead.
Hermes is like, “This is a bad idea.”
Orpheus goes, “Peep this.”
He gets his lyre and drops a melody.
The underworld stops.
Cerberus lays down.
Sisyphus stops pushing his rock.
Tantalus reaches for the forbidden waters.
Charon said, “Hop in. No fare today.”
They pull up to Hades’ lair.
He is PISSED.
But Orpheus keeps playing.
The furies weep.
Persephone is moved.
Hades sheds a single iron tear.
“Okay,” Hades says.
“Eurydice can return with you. But I can’t look soft.
You gotta walk in faith. If you turn around looking for her, she stays here. Forever.”
Orpheus is down for whatever it takes.
Him & Eurydice are climbing their way out of hell.
But… he can’t see if she is following him.
He can’t hear her footsteps.
What if she can’t keep up?
What if she got sidetracked by a cool rock?
Is she even back there?
The closer to sunlight they get, the more he spirals.
He can see the sky. The clouds.
He can hear the birds.
But not her.
No footsteps. No breath.
Just doubt.
He’s crashing out.
He breaks.
“Fuck it, how will they know?”
He turns around.
She’s right there.
Being dragged back to Hell.
He tried to reach back for her, to save her from being pulled under.
But she was no longer in his grasp.
Her second chance at life? Gone.
His second chance at love? Vanished.
Orpheus returns devastated.
He tries to go back a second time, but Hermes stops him.
“Don’t do it, bro. You’ll make it worse. For her and for you.”
He spent the rest of his days sitting in a grove of trees,
playing music of heartache, heartbreak, and a longing that never gives.
He never escapes the memory of the time he almost had it all.