Wednesday, December 9, 2009


"Who can be wise, amazed, temp'rate and furious, loyal and neutral, in a moment? No man.
the expedition of my violent love outrun the pauser, reason. Here lay Duncan. His silver skin laced with his golden blood, and his gashed stabs looked like a breach in nature for ruin's wasteful entrance: there, the murders, steeped in the colors of their trade, their daggers unmannerly breeched with gore. Who could refrian, that had a heart to love, and in that heart courage to make's love known?" (2.3 lines 104-113)



As a powerful experienced soilder of Scotland, I have realized that no man is perfect but me. Not only do I want to be a perfect powerful soilder but also become a prestigious leader to the people of Scotland. King Duncan was in my way of following my dreams to serve my people so i had to make sure that he wouldn't be in the way. If i didn't take care of him I know someone would bvt I know actions speak louder than words so i got it done. With him out of the way I can finally climb the ladder to follow my dreams.


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