Thursday, May 8, 2014


The Battle of Norway.
My soldiers and I had just won the victorious battle of Norway. When we Arrived in our home town in Scotland, i felt a sense of pride in myself. But before we reached the castle three ugly witches whom looked like they were man came across me and my friend Banquo. These witches look like something out of an old story book, they had long noses, teeth that were missing, hair short and stringy like, and had beards that was longer than mine! Just by them you know they were up to no good. And when they spoke--I still remember their every word--they had spoke in rhymes. Their exact words were "All hail, Macbeth, Thane of Glamis! Thane of Cawdor! All hail Macbeth, that shalt be king hereafter!" I thought to myself that if i were to be king it should happen all by itself, if it were meant to be...

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  2. Lady Macbeth
    Oh how far would my cowardly husband go to be king and get what he wants? I have already unsexed myself and been filled with direst cruelty! This is a sacrifice I am willing to make, but what have you done? Nothing! All you do is just sit around and wait for an opportunity to come by. Well the opportunity is now! Kill Duncan and get his throne! It is time for reign to come and let us be showered with loyalty and respect just like Duncan once had. Duncan MUST die if you ever want to see yourself in that throne. This is the only way to have what you want and what you must desire. If you do not do this, you will always be a coward in my mind, just a spineless coward. Answer me this, why must you be such a fool and have such compassion for others who would kill you in a blink of an eye if you were in their way of the throne?

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