Alexandra Draymoor
12 Jun 2025, 11:34
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12 Jun 2025, 11:36
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Hi! Could someone please read this and give me feedback?
It’s supposed to be like a soliloquy from Macbeth’s perspective between two scenes, the last one being just before he killed the king
It’s supposed to be like a soliloquy from Macbeth’s perspective between two scenes, the last one being just before he killed the king
Reducio
The night is thick of whispers, mocking or encouraging of which I’m uncertain.
I have but one task, yet still I falter, uncertain of my course.
A blade by which will determine my course,
Sharper than guilt itself, it floated like a spirit rising from cursed ambition
But I question, was it real or my mind tricking me
Was it a guide, or a warning? I couldn’t tell.
Ambition calls to me, whispering blazing hells in my ear
Yet fear still stands, covered in cloths and shadows
What will happen when this is over?
Will my deed forever cling to me like the choking of his blood
Fate has opened its door, and I have chosen to stain the floor before it
My time has come and the path is clear
My pain as sharp as the dagger by which I shall kill him
But I will bury it deep, and let my ambition blaze like fire through this wretched heart of mine
I will take his blood for my blood
I will offer my body and soul to claim what fate has promised me
Let my body be the cage,
And my soul the flame, consuming every bone within.
With the crown looming ever closer,
Take my soul and let me descend the first steps to damnation’s throne.
I have but one task, yet still I falter, uncertain of my course.
A blade by which will determine my course,
Sharper than guilt itself, it floated like a spirit rising from cursed ambition
But I question, was it real or my mind tricking me
Was it a guide, or a warning? I couldn’t tell.
Ambition calls to me, whispering blazing hells in my ear
Yet fear still stands, covered in cloths and shadows
What will happen when this is over?
Will my deed forever cling to me like the choking of his blood
Fate has opened its door, and I have chosen to stain the floor before it
My time has come and the path is clear
My pain as sharp as the dagger by which I shall kill him
But I will bury it deep, and let my ambition blaze like fire through this wretched heart of mine
I will take his blood for my blood
I will offer my body and soul to claim what fate has promised me
Let my body be the cage,
And my soul the flame, consuming every bone within.
With the crown looming ever closer,
Take my soul and let me descend the first steps to damnation’s throne.
| PC Piper Hart - Slytherin | |
Sta: x | Eva: x | Str: x | Wis: x | Arc: x | Acc: x |
Sta: x | Eva: x | Str: x | Wis: x | Arc: x | Acc: x |
12 Jun 2025, 11:37
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Wow! This is amazing!Piper Hart wrote: 12 Jun 2025, 11:36 Hi! Could someone please read this and give me feedback?
It’s supposed to be like a soliloquy from Macbeth’s perspective between two scenes, the last one being just before he killed the king
ReducioThe night is thick of whispers, mocking or encouraging of which I’m uncertain.
I have but one task, yet still I falter, uncertain of my course.
A blade by which will determine my course,
Sharper than guilt itself, it floated like a spirit rising from cursed ambition
But I question, was it real or my mind tricking me
Was it a guide, or a warning? I couldn’t tell.
Ambition calls to me, whispering blazing hells in my ear
Yet fear still stands, covered in cloths and shadows
What will happen when this is over?
Will my deed forever cling to me like the choking of his blood
Fate has opened its door, and I have chosen to stain the floor before it
My time has come and the path is clear
My pain as sharp as the dagger by which I shall kill him
But I will bury it deep, and let my ambition blaze like fire through this wretched heart of mine
I will take his blood for my blood
I will offer my body and soul to claim what fate has promised me
Let my body be the cage,
And my soul the flame, consuming every bone within.
With the crown looming ever closer,
Take my soul and let me descend the first steps to damnation’s throne.
12 Jun 2025, 11:38
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Thank you!! Do you have any feedback?
| PC Piper Hart - Slytherin | |
Sta: x | Eva: x | Str: x | Wis: x | Arc: x | Acc: x |
Sta: x | Eva: x | Str: x | Wis: x | Arc: x | Acc: x |
12 Jun 2025, 14:34
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Hello
Am I bossy? Absolutely. I don't like to lose, and if I'm told 'no,' then I find another way to get my 'yes.
iNPC Rayne Alex Crown
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12 Jun 2025, 14:34
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Chat has been dead for aaaages. Is there something going on that I should be aware of? (Just woke up, goodmorningggg_
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Phoenix Zhang
12 Jun 2025, 14:41
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Tennis is eating up my day. That's why I'm offline 😢Graci Laren wrote: 12 Jun 2025, 14:34 Chat has been dead for aaaages. Is there something going on that I should be aware of? (Just woke up, goodmorningggg_
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