I can hear them coming, the soldiers marching in rhythm. The sounds of hundreds of pieces of metal armor clashing together. Soon they will be upon me. Soon I will die. These past days, I have been having second thoughts about the fate which the three witch sisters have bestowed upon me. It was just hours ago one of the prophecies was overturned. The wood of Birnam has begun to move towards my castle, Dunsinane. …
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…now, soon it will be over. One thought always lingering in the back of my mind, who is such a man that was not born of woman? I distinctly remember the witches saying only a man not born of woman would be able to kill me. Oh well, we shall find out soon enough. I have given up all hope I had left. Who is that? A man entering my chambers...could it be, Macdu....