Cutting the Golden Bough, the Siren warns, is the passport you carry to the underworld. The tree knows the gravity of these words which Aeneas in his passion overlooked . The ritual is repeated time and again and Aeneid with access to the Pan's knowledge, watches. The truth unfolds. Each phase enacts the story of man and woman's love, the fire that consumes unrelenting.
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