Prologue
From ancient grudge break to new mutiny
Where civil blood makes civil hands unclean.
From fourth the fatal loins of these two foes
A pair of star-crossed lovers take their life;
Whose misadventur'd piteous overthrows
Doth with their death bury their parents' strife
And the continuance of their parents' rage
Which, but their children's end, nought could remove,
Is now the two hour's traffic of out stage;
The which if you with patient ears attend,
What here shall miss out toil shall strive to mend
William Shakespeare
The Tragedy of Romeo and Juliet
With a small smile, she cast aside the book. She the play all but memorized. She loved the thought of the death-marked, forbidden love. It was... captivating seemed as good a word as any. Old Billy Shakespeare painted a good pitcture.
With a sigh, she stood and made her way to the bathroom, pausing to take in her reflection in the small mirror. Her long blonde hair fell in rings half way to her waist. It had been longer, but she had to cut it. Her baby blue eyes were dreamily content. She was beautiful. Truely a Juliet for her Romeo. If only he would see it that way...
With a little laugh, Kelsey whispered to herself. "My Romeo Reid, we will be together soon."
