In this world, the only organisms that get cursed are humans.
You see, no matter how powerful, all curses can be broken.
Of the two of us, I am the only one who hasn't committed mutiny. Therefore, my word is the one we'll be trusting. Although, I suppose I should be thanking you, because, in fact, if you hadn't betrayed me and left me to die I would have an equal share in that curse, same as you.
That's exactly what I thought when we were first told the tale. Buried on an Island of the Dead what cannot be found except for those who know where it is. Find it, We did. There be the chest. Inside be the gold. And we took them all. We spent them and traded them and frittered them away on drink and food and pleasurable company. The more we gave them away, the more we came to realise the drink would not satisfy, food turned to ash in our mouths, and all the pleasurable company in the world could not slake our lust. We are cursed men, Miss Turner. Compelled by greed we were, but now we are consumed by it.
A gift, a curse
They track and hurt.
Say can you dream
Or nightmares seems?
A million voices,
Silent dreams
My hope is left
So incomplete.
It wasn't the blue stone, Tommy. It was you. It was you.
Explanation:
Thomas is seeing his wife Grace. In the third season, he gave her a sapphire, which was dubbed cursed, and soon she was killed.
— Would you take it?
— I'd take it.
— Would you wear it?
— Why would I not?
— That's my question. My wife was wearing it the night she was shot. And... I lie awake at night. At four in the fucking morning and I blame myself to her dead. I pushed some people too far.
— You want me to tell you this jewel is cursed. And then her death won't all be your fault.
— If I believed in priests, I would confess and ask for forgiveness. But all I have is you, Madame Boswell. I have a son. I have a business. I need to get some sleep.
— It is cursed. I feel its curse burning through my hand.
Explanation:
Thomas brought the sapphire to the gypsy.
— She just stepped into the canal... It was me trying to stop her, for three days. In the end, she did it anyway.
— Did she say why?
— Nothing that made sense.
— Tell me the things that didn't make sense.
— She said it were the Gypsies made the nails for Jesus's cross. That's why we're cursed and restless. You have to move around or the guilt catches up with you. <...> And then she was gone... You see, I was in love with her, Tom. No one knew but me. Broke my fucking heart to pull her from the cut. You know, your grandfather, he went the same way. Suicide. Sometimes, these things run in the family. Fuck family, Tom. You just have to get on with it. You're a Gypsy. You have to move around, or it all catches up with you.
Explanation:
Charlie tells Tom about his mother's death.