When Daisy stops singing for Gatsby, what happens? In his pool, he floats, listening for Daisy’s phone call. It will never arrive. He will enjoy, finally, absolution with water and blood, no longer in pain of his primitive and low-class origins. Did he fly too high, like Icarus? His will be that long deep sleep. That’s the magic of mythology. And those lessons should never be forgotten, lest we fall victim to Forces and Fates beyond our control.