PAGE 1. (PANEL) 4. (FROM OVER) CAP. : Law, once conceived, applied to everything. Leviticus condemned most sexual practice as unclean, including that between two men. CAP. : This was designed to snub the Canaanites, whose male priests practiced sodomy. Had they been cannibals instead, how different might things be. (PANEL) 5 NOW THE FIRST PANEL SHOWING THE TWO IDENTICAL HERMAPHRODITE ANGELS. HERE, ONE OF THEM IS SUNK UPON ONE KNEE AT THE TOP OF THE PICTURE, WINGS SPREAD BEHIND HIM. HE IS LOOKING DOWNWARDS, ONE HAND REACHING OUT, WONDERINGLY. BENEATH HIM, UPSIDE DOWN AS IF REFLECTED IN A POOL WE SEE THE OTHER ANGEL, IN THE SAME POSITION. THEIR HANDS, THOUGH THEY REACH OUT TOWARDS EACH OTHER, DO NOT YET TOUCH, ALTHOUGH I SHOULD IMAGINE THAT THEIR FEET AND KNEES ARE TOUCHED TOGETHER AT THE POINT WHERE ONE ANGEL JOINS ITS REFLECTION. THERE IS A SLIGHT ECHO OF THE IMAGE OF NARCISSUS ABOUT THE PLACEMENT OF THE FIGURES HERE. THEY EACH HAVE A SOFT AND LOVESTRUCK ENRAPTURED GAZE UPON THEIR FACES, AND I WANT A SORT OF CLASSIC SENSUALITY ABOUT THE WHOLE FEEL OF THESE PANELS WITH THE NAKED ANGEL-ANDROGYNES, A SORT OF ETHEREAL EROTICISM THAT NEVER BECOMES TOO OVERT BUT IS ALWAYS THERE BENEATH THE SURFACE OF THE PICTURES. DOWN AT THE BOTTOM OF THIS PARTICULAR SHOT THERE SHOULD BE ROOM FOR THE TITLE, PERHAPS CONTAINED IN A DECORATIVE OVAL FRAME THAT SUITS THE BEARDSLEYESQUE ART NOUVEAU LINE OF THE FIGURES. BENEATH THIS WE HAVE THE CREDITS. (INCIDENTALLY, DO YOU KNOW ANYONE OVER THERE WHO'D BE PREPARED TO LETTER THIS THING? IF NOT, GET BACK TO ME AND WE'LL SORT SOMEONE OUT ON THIS END..) CAP. : We gasped upon Devonian beaches, huddled under Neolithic stars, spat blood through powdered teeth staining each other as we kissed. CAP. : Always we loved. How could we otherwise, when you are so like me, my sweet,but in a different guise? TITLE : THE MIRROR OF LOVE CREDITS: Alan Moore, Writer Steve Bissette and Rick Veitch, Artists PAGE 2 (PANEL) 1. NOW WE ARE IN ANCIENT GREECE, UPON SOME CLASSIC PLAZA OF WHITE MARBLE OR WHATEVER WITH SOARING COLUMNS RISING ALL AROUND. WE SEE THREE GREEK MEN IN THE TOGAS OF THE PERIOD, SITTING AROUND A LOW TABLE DRINKING WINE, OR PERHAPS RECLINING MORE LANGUIDLY UPON COUCHES. A BOY OF ABOUT FIFTEEN IS REFILLING THEIR GOBLETS FROM A PITCHER THAT IS HEAVY ENOUGH TO CAUSE HIM TO USE BOTH HANDS TO POUR IT, STRUGGLING WITH ITS WEIGHT AS HE DOES SO. TWO OF THE DRINKING MEN ARE IGNORING THE BOY, SHARING A JOKE AND BOTH LAUGHING UPROARIOUSLY, OBLIVIOUS TO HIS PRESENCE. THE THIRD MAN IS STARING AT THE BOY, A CALM AND AMBIGUOUS EXPRESSION UPON HIS FACE THAT IS PERHAPS SLIGHTLY QUESTIONING. THE BOY MEETS HIS GAZE, LOOKING UP ACROSS THE DRIBBLING PITCHER AS HE POURS WITH WIDE, SHY EYES. I DON'T WANT ANY