stagecontroller: (It is a familiar beast to man)
C a s t e r | William Shakespeare ([personal profile] stagecontroller) wrote in [community profile] tvklogs 2012-03-17 12:41 am (UTC)

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[ Shakespeare listened once more without saying anything. He was an actor, he could hide his surprise to her words to not stress her more than she already was. What she speak was the truth, there was no room to doubt in it. If history knew then things could stand a controversy beyond imaginable.

So it had come down to this. The familiar feeling he felt around here, that vague presence that made him remember the past days. It was a faint one, that was for sure. Not even him would have been able to make such connection. He was a special case that he ended as an Heroic Spirit, he always believed as such.

"Love is too young to know what conscience is."

He once said that in the past. And now, years later in a strange city with a curse in the night, they met once more. Was this script written to face this? Was William Shakespeare supposed to walk this path?

His own consciousness doubted at first. When the lights were out, what was he? Romeo, Hamlet, Henry, Macbeth... William... Who was the real one? No, he had no time to face this again. Right now, such as she was Francis Drake, he was William Shakespeare. He knew that this feelings were real, they weren't written for him to play them.

When he observed the stage of Prospero from the outside, with his author perspective, he didn't saw the piece of William Shakespeare developing feelings for Francis Drake. Was his author self the one that induced it in the end? As he loved and cared for this works, was this a way to express that the author loved this particular piece? ]

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