Saturday, January 31, 2009

A Desperate Kind of Hope

Wait...

'I do spy a kind of hope,
Which craves as desperate an execution'

I have thought of a solution, but it is as impossible as it is desperate. It requires Juliet great courage and bravery to accomplish this:

First, Juliet, you will return home and give consent to the marriage to Paris
Here, I wil give you this, a distilled liquor which will leave you to seem quite dead
Then, tomorrow night, wait until you are alone and empty the vial which will act upon you for forty-two hours.
When they find your seemingly lifeless body the next day, you will be laid within the Capulet monument; while I send for Romeo in Mantua with a letter to explain and to come and retrieve you from the tombs, and whisk you away from all the hatred and pain.

She agreed to the plan wholeheartedly and took the vial with her. The love for her Romeo gives her strength to cope with the coming plan. She left in high spirits and I will then proceed to writing the letter for Romeo...

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