[This is an entry for lsusr's write-like-lsusr competition.]
Content Warning: Everything you’d expect from the title, but in smaller quantities than you might imagine.
“You realize she’s not actually following?” said the Fate to the poet.
Without breaking stride, Orpheus turned his eyes[1] to his interlocutor and sighed. “Perhaps. But what would you have me do?”
“The only thing you can do, and the only thing that could save her. Look back.”
“Didn’t you just say she’s not there?”
“Yes. But if you turn around, she will be.”
A pause. “You’re going to have to unpack that.”
“No-one has ever brought anyone back from Hades. By base rates, you succeeding here is fantastically unlikely: either you’re going to turn around, or... (read 580 more words →)
https://www.lesswrong.com/posts/JzDG7d6J5kZqhQiiT/orpheus-basilisk
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