Blessed be my tutors. A far better fate it is to sit alone hunched o'er pages of lore and learning with an educated mind than in a room full of lessers. By and by I wonder....what joy can be had from a group education ( Read more... )

Listen well! I am on a most urgent errand, no curse nor man shall keep me from it. Aid will be rewarded as handsomely as I can manage. I must procure uncursed water that has no drop nor smell of spirits nor any hint of emerald. Know thou of it's existence? Tell me so ( Read more... )

Three, sayeth the man. Thrice. Is that so many? What be a civil brawl in Verona streets where a lesser man be pierced straight through at the price of a glance? My hand is unstained. So same for that Montague dog. My kinsmen and I have the right to be armed. And weapons have not a purpose of being if they are not drawn to defense ( Read more... )

I am not given liberty to properly enjoy the suffering of mine enemy. Again I my exterior is transformed. Such garb is so... words fail, shall I speak in honesty? Nay for risk of offending the keeper of my clothes. No worthy tailor has been at my attendance to treat my fine clothes poorly and risk damage...

I wish much for this day to end.

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Right glad am I to see the newest curse fall away with the hours. What a mockery made of lord and ladyship. Are we not given our gender for a reason and purpose from the time we emerge? Tis the destiny we the living undertake with the first gasping breath and no force should place it asunder. Gods of this world, I hope thou art greatly amused. I ( Read more... )

Glad tidings and felicitations! Many spirits wander this day. I've become host to a few within the bottle but swear I not more than my feet and head can handle. Through snowy streets did I walk this day. Faces all did greet me with the ease of a blessed day.

Gifts! To my lovely cousin Juliet, unto thee I give a dress brought forth of a dozen score ( Read more... )

Christmastide comes. All speak of it, surely all celebrate. Holy Rome keeps it's tradition herein. This city may not be all lost. I must seek out a priest to absolve me before the holiest night. I seek not the ear nor attention of Saint Nicholas especially. Juliet should tell her wishes. Mayhaps an elf will listen to carry the message to his master ( Read more... )

Stand not amazed, friends. While standing before thy eyes I be a paragon of gentleman fashion and much gifted with comely looks, I am hardly a marvel. Pray what word from Verona canst thou give? Unless looking and speaking all at once are the only two tasks at hand. Such a flock! Wings beating, feathers flying I sit back astonished.

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I will be brief. Juliet's skin is marked with dark, rosy specks that make her most uncomfortable. Her head burns hotly. I bring to her water to sooth the throat and have tried small aids to cease but a few of the unfortunate symptoms. Is there no cure to this? Her nurse dear is afar in our house nestled in Verona's bosom. Hours pass and still she ( Read more... )

My mood despite the attentive care of Juliet and the doctor Martha hast sunk with the heavy weight of a new woe unto the City. Caspian, a youth much like a diamond in the rough whom is as dear to me as blood, has been spirited away from this place. Would that I should be glad that my cousin remains. Poor indeed be the day when I am alone, or Juliet ( Read more... )