The Queen's Speech
- Episode aired Oct 8, 2021
- TV-MA
- 52m
Queen Kane's treachery forces Maghra's hand. Kofun gets upsetting news. Haniwa makes a final plea to Wren in a bid for peace.Queen Kane's treachery forces Maghra's hand. Kofun gets upsetting news. Haniwa makes a final plea to Wren in a bid for peace.Queen Kane's treachery forces Maghra's hand. Kofun gets upsetting news. Haniwa makes a final plea to Wren in a bid for peace.
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- TriviaThe poem Haniwa reads ("Turning turning in the widening gyre...") is "The second coming" by W. B. Yeats.
- GoofsAfter old queen's removal and Maghra assuming the crown, there was no need of the battle. Yet they didn't try to communicate this crucial all-changing fact to Edo's country. May be Edo was eager to fight the battle anyway for personal equation with his brother Baba, but they could have communicated this news to the ruling triangle and they would have been more that eager to call off the battle. Nor did Edo had any spies in Payan capital who would have informed him of this crucial change, or may be he was well aware, yet he kept it secret. This way he committed treason for his country for which he would have to pay dearly. It appears more like a script compulsion that after so much preparation and build up, the show of strength had to be shown to viewers so battle was anyway made possible by twisting the script.
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Haniwa: [reciting poem from the book to Kofun] Turning and turning in the widening gyre The falcon cannot hear the falconer; Things fall apart; the center cannot hold; Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world, The blood-dimmed tide is loosed... and everywhere The ceremony of innocence is drowned; The best lack all conviction, while the worst Are full of passionate intensity. Surely some revelation is at hand; Surely the Second Coming is at hand. The Second Coming! Hardly are those words out When a vast image out of Spiritus Mundi Troubles my sight: somewhere in the sands of the desert A shape with lion body and the head of a man, A gaze blank and pitiless as the sun, Is moving its slow thighs, while all about it Reel shadows of the indignant desert birds. The darkness drops again; but now I know That twenty centuries of stony sleep Were vexed to nightmare by a rocking cradle, And what rough beast, its hour come round at last, Slouches towards Bethlehem to be born?
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- Runtime52 minutes
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- 2.10 : 1