Just what I named myself of the website where I met my SO. Who renamed himself Pyramus*. No wonder we ended up 3000 miles apart. I guess we should be glad no one’s been eaten by a lion yet.
*Actually I was Thysbe so he became Piramus…I spelled it wrong, so so did he. If nothing else we did exchange vowels.
Of course YOU’RE not going to die, Ana. I wouldn’t let THAT happen. You’re completely and utterly safe. And there is no truth to the rumors that I have retained a clan of radioative post-pubescent samurai velociraptors to assassinate Zebra for attempting to seduce you.
They’re deinonychuses.
The Phantom of the Opera and Christine.
Christine was less the Phantom’s lover than his intended rape victim.
Nitpick: Abelard was ordered castrated (balls, not penis, amputated) by Heloise’s guardian-uncle. They were interred together in Paris’ famous La Pere Lachaise cemetary.
Here’s mine: the Hasanlu Lovers (scroll down to “1974”), a pair of erotically entwined skeletons unearthed at a Chinese archeological dig decades ago. The “Lovers” died c. 800 B.C.; when I read about them in an old cultural anthropology textbook, it was speculated that they perished when their village was attacked by enemy marauders. One possibility is that they hid together in an underground storage cavity and may have died of asphyxiation as their oxygen ran out; they weren’t necessarily awake or conscious when it happened. IIRC, they were probably both teenagers…
On a more serious note
Tristan and Isolde
David and Bathsheba?
Definitely not the latter pair. He saw her naked, fucked her, and when she got knocked up, offed her husband and married her. Given that his second son by her inherited the throne (the first one being disqualified on account of being dead), there’s no way D & B were “star-crossed” by **Anaamika’s ** definition.