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naumachy wrote:Username; naumachy
Name; Balthasar
Gender; MaleJaques in As You Like It wrote:
“All the world’s a stage,
And all the men and women merely players:
They have their exits and their entrances;
And one man in his time plays many parts.”
"Did you see that?"
A flicker in the gutter under the swollen moon.
"Look- he's nabbed something again."
"A real sewer rat, he is."
Believe it or not, Balthasar used to be slight enough to fit through two-brick-wide holes in walls, surefooted through cobbled streets with another loaf tucked under his arms. He had learned to ignore the violent words that chased him- they faded under his heavy breathing. The same window is always left open, and he deposits his prize, scuttling back into the shadows. The maids never noticed his midnight escapades from the castle; though the children in that little stone building never knew who he was, they called him their angel. He felt pride.
But no longer was he allowed outside the walls- "Focus, Balthasar."
"Do this, Balthasar," and "Do that, Balthasar," and the ever-present "You will be a king, Balthasar. Act like one."
And so his promise to those children that he would
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