“Speaking of your theatre, we both thoroughly enjoyed your opening performance,” Alice comments, her tone bright and appreciative. Both sisters were particularly taken with the poetic quality of the script and the actors' expressive delivery.
“I think I speak for everyone when I say we would love to see more poetry gracing the stage,” Melville chimes in, his voice carrying a hint of enthusiasm.
“Hear, hear!” the sisters agree, their voices harmonizing in support. “The stage often risks descending into mere entertainment—and not even of the finest variety.”
“You see, Mr. LexKiop,” Phoebe continues earnestly, “we believe the theatre can be a vehicle for literary expression. It may initially alienate some audiences, but we—and many in our circle—hope that a theatre focused on poetry and noble sentiments can elevate our city, bringing it to a more respectable standing in the world. Otherwise, we might as well hand the stage over to the likes of dreadful entertainers such as Ned Buntline and his ilk. Don’t you think?”
You pause, uncertain of how to respond. While you value culture, you’re acutely aware that if the theatre becomes too refined, it risks alienating audiences, which could lead to financial disaster.
“My sister means to convey that we could be valuable allies in navigating the shifting sands of policy and politics in this city if you were to share in our vision,” Alice says, her gaze steady and hopeful. “What do you say?”
YOU ARE READING
LexKiop
FantasyIn the bustling heart of New York City, where the vibrant lights of Broadway meet the shadowy corners of the Bowery, an ambitious playwright named LexKiop navigates a world rife with art and ambition. Known for his cunning intellect and sharp wit, L...
