Post by Cas on Nov 11, 2016 21:32:45 GMT -5
*Deep and hard breathing*
"okay.....Okay Castle, just like we practiced."
*his head drapes down."
*The curtain squeak's as it slowly opens and a single stage light turns on.*
A man stands in the middle of the stage dressed in garments of an 18th century solider. His arms extend out but his head stays draped. " Do you hear the people sing?" his head slowly starts to lift. "Singing the song of angry men?" His voice grows greater and deeper as his face is finally revealed. "It is the music of the people
Who will not be slaves again!
" His right leg moves in front of the other taking but a step moving the left arm behind his back and placing his right hand in a fist upon his chest. "When the beating of your heart
Echoes the beating of the drums
There is a life about to start
When tomorrow comes.
" The mysterious Bard gets ready for the second verse and takes a deep breath. *Cough* "OH." *Cough* "bug." *Cough* "bugger." he bends over hoping to catch his breath *Cough* "bollocks." *Cough* "FOR THE LOVE OF THE GOD'S NOT LIKE THIS." *Cough*
He finally catches his breath and runs his hand though his hair while standing up straight. "Not to self you're not built for Broadway. Maybe work smaller venues and work up to it. Hell maybe my calling is the west end." Castle moves over to crab his clothing and starts to change. "maybe keep the coat I do need a knew one." He inspects his old rag of a coat and drops it to the ground and kicks it to a side.
"okay.....Okay Castle, just like we practiced."
*his head drapes down."
*The curtain squeak's as it slowly opens and a single stage light turns on.*
A man stands in the middle of the stage dressed in garments of an 18th century solider. His arms extend out but his head stays draped. " Do you hear the people sing?" his head slowly starts to lift. "Singing the song of angry men?" His voice grows greater and deeper as his face is finally revealed. "It is the music of the people
Who will not be slaves again!
" His right leg moves in front of the other taking but a step moving the left arm behind his back and placing his right hand in a fist upon his chest. "When the beating of your heart
Echoes the beating of the drums
There is a life about to start
When tomorrow comes.
" The mysterious Bard gets ready for the second verse and takes a deep breath. *Cough* "OH." *Cough* "bug." *Cough* "bugger." he bends over hoping to catch his breath *Cough* "bollocks." *Cough* "FOR THE LOVE OF THE GOD'S NOT LIKE THIS." *Cough*
He finally catches his breath and runs his hand though his hair while standing up straight. "Not to self you're not built for Broadway. Maybe work smaller venues and work up to it. Hell maybe my calling is the west end." Castle moves over to crab his clothing and starts to change. "maybe keep the coat I do need a knew one." He inspects his old rag of a coat and drops it to the ground and kicks it to a side.