Brevity is the width of soul.

Saturday, March 24, 2007

Exit, Pursued by a Dream

Guilt could be a heavy burden, even unmerited. He was having nightmares every night, forced to listen to a voice he had loved more than life narrate to him horrible deeds he hadn't committed.

He had hoped the comedy would distract him, but when the actors followed the script of his troubled dreams, he had no choice but to run away in anguished fear for his own sanity.

He didn't see the horrified triumph in Hamlet's loved features.

Nor did either of them hear the evil laugh of his brother's malicious ghost.

.finis.

1 comment:

Melissa said...

*snorfle*

You're so bad. :)