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"JULIET:

Why leave so soon?  Inda comes the day far ...
Do you hear?  It's the nightingale.  Not from the lark
This enchanted voice.  Notice, my love:
The nightingale sings in the pomegranate flower.
All night that voice, which hurt your ear,
It solves the loneliness like a long moan.
Let us embrace!  Stay!  Inda comes the sun far!
Do not sing the lark: it is the voice of the nightingale!

ROMEO:

It's the lark's voice announcing the dawn!
See?  There is a slight tremor across the horizon ...
From the clouds of the uprising the silvery veil opens,
And the lamps in the sky go out completely.
Already on the blue top of the cloudy mountains,
Hesitant, the morning crowned with roses
Shake the light feet, and keep throbbing
On the wings of light, like someone who wants to fly.
Look!  One more moment, a quick moment,
And the day will smile across the sky!
Goodbye!  I must leave!  Set out to live ...
Or stay at your feet to die at your feet!

JULIET:

It's not the day!  The space still stretches, full
From the charitable night.  Exudes the naive breast
The sun, pious and good, this bright alive
Just to guide you through the fog ...
Stay a minute more!  Why leave so soon?

ROMEU:

Mandas?  I will not leave!  I will wait without fear
May death, with the morning, come and find me here!
I will succumb happily, succumbing for you!
Mandas?  I will not leave!  Do you want to?  I will say with you
What a lie is what I see and a lie what I say!
Yea!  You're right!  The lark's voice is not
This enchanted sound that wanders around us!
It's a reflection of the moon the strange clarity
Pointing on the horizon above the mountain!
I stay to see you, I stay to hear you,
I stay to love you, I die for not leaving!
Mandas?  I will not leave!  Fulfill my luck!
Juliet wanted it that way: welcome be death!
My love my Love!  Look at me like that!  Thus!

JULIET:

No!  It's the day!  It's tomorrow!  Part!  Run away from me!
Part!  Hurry up!  Run!  The lark sings
And from the spring in fire the day rises ...
Ah!  I finally recognize these fatal notes!
The day! ... Sunlight grows and more in more
About the bridal night of love and madness!

ROMEU:

It grows ... And our misfortune grows with it! "

— ROMEO AND JULIET, (Act III, scene V.);  Olavo Bilac

• Narrated by Junhee •

The royal library is silent.  Every day that passes I feel my heart heavier, the palace has become too big and very quiet, even with the movement of servants, I feel alone.  I don't know what to do, but I can't stand to be quiet, knowing that Eunji is suffering again because of me.  I don't know how much time has passed since everything happened.  Days, weeks may have passed.  I walk out of the library, my steps are smooth, but my heart is tight.  I head towards my room, when I enter the comfortable meeting Charlie sitting on my bed, he gives me a comforting look.

— How are you feeling?  — His voice comes out soft, I walk towards him and take the seat beside him.  I allow a long breath to escape my lips.

— I feel frustrated, anguished, completely anxious.  I can't stay here anymore, doing nothing.

— I think you should try to resolve the situation with her.  I believe that with the time that has passed, it will give you a chance to explain yourself.  I think it was long enough for her to clear her mind.

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