Macbeth Monologue

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My father, the noble Banquo and I were riding through the Burnam woods on our weekly expedition to the central market, where we pick up food. We had made the journey countless times prior to this, each time it was the same, uneventful ride. But not this time. This time felt different to all the others. The trip lacked the peaceful ambiance which usually accompanied it. This was no reason for concern so we continued riding. After a brief period of time, when we were approximately midway through the woods, I heard something. It was the rustling of leaves, and what sounded voices. This was abnormal for the woods, for the reason that no one ever came in this deep, it’s barren, pointless. I told my father what I had heard, but he was dismissive …show more content…

I was quenched, parched, cold, and most certainly alone. I sat by my deceased horse, contemplating what I would do when morning came. I had nowhere to go. No home. No family. What was I supposed to do? Macbeth. The name resinated with me throughout the night. He was the one responsible for my father’s murder. My body filled with rage, as I let out a loud cry, which echoed through the contouring hills. I swore at this moment that I would exact revenge on the man who ruined my existence. I sat, clutching my blade, though I was weary, I was unable to …show more content…

I didn’t know where exactly I was going. But I didn’t care. I walked aimlessly in search of shelter, a place where I could seek refuge. Hours went by, and I was losing hope. When out of the corner of my eye, through the distant, dense foliage. I noticed what could have been salvation. I was fatigued and in a feeble state, was I hallucinating? Or was this real? I stumbled through the valley, my eyes fixated on the dwelling ahead. Much to my delight it was very real. I arrived at the cabin and surveyed the surroundings. The shack itself was isolated, old and tattered, as if unattended to for an eternity. I knocked on the door, and suddenly became overwhelmed by a supernatural feeling. I could hear frantic rumbling and murmuring inside, evidently the occupant wasn’t expecting a visitor. I waited a while longer, and finally the door creaked open and I was greeted by three of the utmost repulsive looking creatures I had ever had the displeasure of laying my eyes on. As disgusted as I was, I was in no position to turn away, I needed their help. They welcomed me into their abode and provided me with nourishment and directions on how to return

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