"She... her name is Sorianna. She drew me from the nunnery where I grew up, after the old abbess died... She has always hated me, thought me dangerous and evil, for some reason... But I'd never, never have imagined her hate would be so strong as to make her chase me all the way to here... I thought she would have forgotten me after I left... I even changed my name..."

Ladybird stares transfixedly into the distance where the unknown source of light seems to be, almost as if hypnotized by it. Suddenly, something breaks her reverie. She turns to Elbow.

"But what really worries me... if we are here, how is it possible that I saw us back in the greenhouse too?"

"The crow doth sing as sweetly as the lark,
When neither is attended..."
--William Shakespeare