Act II Prologue
Nekoko walked out wearing a pink frilly dress. She plucked at
the frills and sighed. "I'm going to kill Michi for making me wear this." She
then looked up and sweat dropped. "You want me to begin Act II, right?" She
cleared her throat and began.
"Now old desire doth in his deathbed lie, and young
affection grapes to be his heir. That fair for which love groaned for and would die, with
tender Keikou matched, is now not fair. Now Touya is beloved and loves again, alike
bewitched by the charm of looks, but to his foe supposed he must complain, and steal
love's sweet bait from fearful hooks. Being held a foe, he may not have access to breathe
such vows as lovers use to swear, to meet her new beloved anywhere. But passion lends them
power, time means, to meet, temp'ring extremities with extreme sweet."
Nekoko bowed and tripped on her long dress. "Damn you
Michi!" She picked up the bottom of her skirt and walked off. |