The Eunuch and the Harem Girl

An odd little elf with bells on the points of her wool hat whispered this in my ear while I was strumming my ukulele in Queens:

"Did the eunuch and the harem girl ever fall in love? Spend night after night talking in hushed tones into the pre-dawn light? Did they sit leaning against the wall by the door he was assigned, his spear propped beside them? Did they discuss societies visions of their given roles? Did they discover that there was more to each other - to themselves - than they had ever imagined? In the light of day, what would become of their love?"