Prologue

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There are two households, both alike in dignity,

In fair Verona, where we lay our scene,

From an ancient grudge, it is not known how or when it started to form it's malignity,

But it is where civil blood makes civil hands unclean.

From the ashes of hate formed by these two foes,

A pair of star-crossed lovers try take their life,

In hopes that their love doth only grow,

So the warring parents do bury their strife.

Can love save hate? Or doth hate destroy love? 

Only thou can decide.


𝓐𝒶𝓃𝓰 ✛  𝓚𝒶𝓉𝒶𝓇𝓪; The houses of 𝔸𝔮𝔲𝔦𝖓o ﹠ ℂ𝖆𝔢𝔩𝔦Where stories live. Discover now