They would play. They would dance. They would laugh. All the while their parents grew stronger, harder. And yet the paranoia grew. For both Duncan and Macbeth children were important, they key to the future it is said, but they felt something. Something was off. Something had been off for a while, an ongoing change that'll never stop. Not for you. Not for me. But we can be strong, fight it. Or we can be weak, succumb to it.
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Fair Is Foul
FanfictionIt all happened after her. After her conception. After her birth. After her death. I loved her, we all loved her but she didn't love us enough. Not enough to stay. If only she knew what would happen, all it took was a push for her parents to fall in...
