AftermathDripping. He heard the dripping. The tiny patter of water against metal. It was almost background noise by now. He would have to fix it, he thought briefly, before wondering what the point of that was. His eyes fluttered open in the darkness, pierced only by a faint ray from somewhere else. He had grown accustomed to the dark. After a moment, he swung his legs off of the tattered, creaking bed and walked over to the mirror, looking into its cracked surface. He returned the cold stare of his grey, swirling orbs, those delicate almonds that creased his face. Sighing faintly, he reflected for a moment. His wife, his daughter; they weAftermath
The Gunpowder PlotThe Tragical History ofThe Gunpowder Plot
KING JAMES AND HIS TRIUMPHS IN THE GUNPOWDER PLOT
DRAMATIS PERSONAE
THOMAS EGERTON, Lord Chancellor JAMES, King of England and Scotland GUY FAWKES, Conspirator of the Gunpowder Plot, found in Westminster's cellar. EVERARD DIGBY, Knight of the Realm, conspirator HENRY GARNET, Catholic priest, conspirator
Scene 1.
A Parlor. Lord Chancellor is on stage, speaking to audience.
Chancellor:
Good eve! Lord Chancellor Thomas Egerton's my name, and I've a tale to tell if it'
This Vicious BeastLong ago, in the age of Kings, A song written here that no choir sings;This Vicious Beast
In this empire, this vast fruitful place, These Kings fought in a most daring race. But in such a time, such an age, A new act was to be written for this newly-lain stage. War was waged and from it brought, A newly-born infant, and the fate it wrought.
So this little infant grew and grew, And with no-one else, itself it slew. Halved, divided,
Battle with weapons fate provided. Aft the bloodshed, aft the scar lain to flesh, These bitter halves could never mesh. But this new e
Winds of TimeThey stood here once, ages and years before, Robust and proud were they, their might immense. Alas, none of them stand here anymore.Winds of Time
Some built from gods, others by scourging war, In that onset, they could last eons hence, They stood here once, ages and years before.
Empires carved from myth, crumble to lore. Many taint, an evil that none can cleanse, Alas, none of them stand here anymore.
Their reach was broad, taking to distant shores, But their final downfall was arrogance, They stood here once, ages and years before.
Time passed on, and wit
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". . . And now for something completely different." [link]
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". . . And now for something completely different." [link]
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