[GELSEY (LADY USHER)] I suffer from a family evil I am a slave to terror
I have a morbid acuteness of the senses I only eat the most insipid foods Only wear garments of certain textures The odors of flowers are oppressive to me My eyes are tortured by faint light
And there are only certain peculiar sounds Like those from stringed instruments Which do not inspire me with horror
I dread the future My little girl is dying
[DAVE (EDGAR)] On a dull, dark, and soundless day In the autumn of 1873 My wife and I sat at the bed of our only daughter Roxie...
[DAVE & GELSEY] Tthe bleak walls The decaying trees The utter depression of the soul The bitter ghost of everyday life The icy sinking of the heart
For seventeen years Our Roxie has danced
[DAVE] So beautiful
[GELSEY] Danced on the edge of a star
[DAVE & GELSEY] But now, following the loss of her own child A sickness had taken over
[GELSEY] Her child was stolen And she blames herself She is wasting away Her liquid eyes Her thin lips Her pale skin
[DAVE & GELSEY] Her spider-web hair Floating in front of her face
[BRITTAIN (ROXIE)] Little girl, little girl Where's my little girl? Where's my Starchild?
[DAVE] The father was long gone An astronomer of some renown
[BRITTAIN] Why did you leave me? Why did you disappear?
[GELSEY] I bury my face in my hands
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