An english assignment to rewrite a sene from Shakespear's "The Tragety of Jullius Caesar" took a life of it's own in my mind with the twist of having the characters in the play be WOLVES. Read on intrested ones! Tally forth!
Characters:
JULIUS CAESAR
MARCUS ANTONIUS
MARCUS BRUTUS
CASSIUS
CASCA
TREBONIUS
DECIUS BRUTUS
METELLUS CIMBER
CINNA
SCENE 1. ANCIENT ROMAN FOREST. BEFORE THE PACK DEN.
[Enter CAESAR, BRUTUS, CASSIUS, CASCA, DECIUS, TERBONIUS, METELLUS, and CINNA.]
METELLUS:
(Kneeling) Most high, most mighty, and most powerful Caesar, I grovel at your feet with a humble heart!
CAESAR:
Please, Metellus, get up! Do not try to change my mind, for I am not a yearling. Do not think that I will have a disposition for such flattery as to blush and give way to taking your brother out of exile without reason. I am a wolf and I have claws that rip and teeth that tear, don’t make me use them on you as I would a bull.
METELLUS:
(Beginning to whimper) Is there no one’s voice greater than mine that you will listen to, to bring my brother out of banishment?
BRUTUS:
(Kneeling and nuzzling Caesar’s neck) I nuzzle your neck as a cub, but not in flattery, Caesar, I too wish to have Publius Cimber freed.
CAESAR:
What? Even you, Brutus?
CASSIUS:
(Kneeling) Excuse him, Caesar, excuse him. I fall to your claws to beg you to restore Publius Cimber into the pack.
CAESAR:
I could be convinced if I were like you. If I could beg others to change their minds, begging would convince me, too. But I’m as immovable as the northern star, whose stable and stationary life has no equal in the sky. The sky shows countless stars, all made of fire, and each one shines. But only one among all of them remains in a fixed position. So it is in the forest. The world is full of wolves, and wolves are flesh and blood, and they are capable of reason. Yet out of all of them, I know only one who is unmoving. To show you that that’s me, let me prove it a little even in this case. I was firm in ordering that Cimber be banished, and I remain firm in that decision.
CINNA:
(Kneeling and crawling toward Caesar) Caesar--
CAESAR:
(Growling) Enough! Would you try to kill a bull by yourself?
DECIUS:
(Kneeling and crawling toward Caesar) Great Caesar--
CAESAR:
(His lips curl in a snarl) Haven’t I already ceased Brutus’s pleas, begging as a pup on his elbows?
CASCA:
Then let my fangs and claws speak for me!
CASCA and the other conspirators attack CAESAR. BRUTUS crushes CAESAR’S jugular.
CAESAR:
(Whimpers struggling against being strangled.) You too, Brutus? In that case, die, Caesar.
(He dies)
CINNA:
Liberty! Freedom! Tyranny is dead! Run and howl it through the night!
CASSIUS:
Some should go to the hunting grounds and cry out, “Liberty, freedom and democracy!”
[Exit ALL as the night air fills with the victorious cries and yowls of the conspirators.]
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The Death Of Julius Caesar
Short StoryAn English assignment that took on a life of it's own in my mind with the twist of having the characters in the play be acutal wolves. Read on intersted ones! Tally Forth!