Disclaimer: I do not own Macbeth. It belongs to one Mr. William Shakespeare. Although, I would gladly marry the aforementioned playwright and inherit his second-best bed. =)
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-Prologue-
"Lady!"
My story is a sinful one. One that would curdle the blood of any mortal with less ambition than I.
"Lady!"
And yet, I cannot say that it shames me. I've woven enough lies into my life as it is.
"Lady!"
I remember the feeling of falling. Falling through darkness so thick that it strained my eyes. There was no emotion, no life-memories flickering before me. Any guilt had been blown away by the air surging passed as the ground called me home.
