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(Enters woman, on second branch of tree. Noose loose around neck.)

Chorus: And here we lay our dreadful scene upon the gallows tree, where woman sat in pondering wait. No mind paid to rope or vine…

Woman’s thoughts: Why do the stars seem closer tonight? Is it my fate to fall? Will this noose steal my last breath? I want it to be quick, I want pain to play no part in this deathy game. The clouds, they roll in so fast, a storm is on the horizon I can feel it. Maybe I should get home… I want to leave, though I have so many unfinished things to attend…

Chorus: And here she climb so unheedingly down, toward ground. Though slip of foot sealed her tragic fate on this damp and dank night…

Woman’s thoughts: I never thought it would tighten itself, I though I would have time to grab the rope. It was just so wet, it was just so cold… I forgot to take it off when I changed my mind. I can’t hear the rain, but I know it’s beating down on me. Why do the stars seem so much closer tonight? Is this really it? Is this really how it ends? I never got a chance to say goodbye, to apologize to the people I have wronged. To thank the people who have done me right. I have so many regrets; I know I am dying… Yet I feel no pain.

I’m sorry, I never got to say goodbye. I am sorry, I never got to apologize. Pray for me, to whatever god you have. Do not let me go to hell. I am too weak for hell, though I’m too stained to go to heaven… Will I be cursed, to walk the earth? Between both these eternal worlds? I am dying I can feel it. I’m so scared, but I am not numbed by my fear. Will you find my body, lying by the trees? Or will you see it hanging, where I fell from my secret tree? Can you feel it? Can you feel my blood running cold? I can... Are my lips tinged blue yet… That pretty deadly blue? Is my skin that lovely powder white you admire so much on other women? I will eternally have your favorite complexion. Do my eyes dim, to match the sad look of a lost child? Do I look innocent, and sweet as those young girls you flatter?

It’s so much colder now, why is it so cold? Is it the chill of the rain? Is it my heart freezing over? This is frightening, these sounds; the sounds of silence… They’re surrounding me, silence wants to watch me close my eyes for the last time… It lays in wait of my last breath. I can feel my heart slowing… Beat…! Beat……! Beat………! Beat!

Maybe I can haunt you… Maybe… Maybe I’ll get a second chance… Maybe… Just maybe… forgive me… I- I’m growing ever weaker… I l-love…ed…

Chorus: And so it went, her last breath was spent, and her eyes closed in the starless night… She hung herself from the gallows tree, but not so purposefully