Nov 22, 2015
@superhighschoollevelnerds
“Thou thither! Come hither, f'r a moment. Betoken me hast thou seen a man by the name of Macduff?”
A boy, underneath the finely made costume of a king, spoke loudly almost to the point of shouting. He folded his arms across her chest as he waited for a answer. God, why couldn’t it be easier to find that man? It took all his pride to actually ask for help.
His eyes dart back and forth, not really looking into the others eyes, merely out of a habit he could not remember starting. Which is weird as he, of course, remembers everything else in his life! The three witches who told him his destiny, his wife, King Duncan, everything!
