Yesterday was the 14th of March
And my wife had a nasty
nightmare.
nightmare.
She dreamed that my statue was gushing
blood.
She said I shouldn't try to get the crown
today. I listened and said I wouldn't go,
She said I shouldn't try to get the crown
today. I listened and said I wouldn't go,
Even though I think she's just
jealous.
jealous.
However, Decius told me that the
squall, phantoms
squall, phantoms
and my wife's dream are
nothing to worry about.
I resolve to accompany Decius to the senate.
I don't want to listen to my wife anyway.
I don't want to listen to my wife anyway.
We sneak
out of the house,
hoping that Calpurnia will not catch us.
hoping that Calpurnia will not catch us.
On the way I tell that irritating Soothsayer that
his prophecy must be wrong since
his prophecy must be wrong since
I am still alive and it is now the Ides of March.
I have proved the superstitions of the people wrong!
This win should make the people treat me like a god
since I have out rivaled that old oracle.
But...to my scoffing at his fortune telling,
Mr. Soothy assents that it is the Ides of March, but
not past and that I could still...
not past and that I could still...
Die.
He and my wife must die when I become king
Since they have been very vexatious lately.
However, I need to make the commonwealth think I'm cool so
I can be their Caesar.
Later...
*stab*
Et tu Brute?
I can be their Caesar.
Later...
*stab*
Et tu Brute?
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