WITCHES: (squawking) Fair is foul, and foul is fair.
PUCK: (emerging from the shadows, teasingly) Three maidens fair in splendor halt my trek here in Birnam Woods.
WITCH 1: (studying the intruder) What say you, sisters? The primitive baboon which jests so imperils his own tongue?
WITCH 2: Aye, his frivolous flesh a flawless addition to the flame. Into the inferno! Into the inferno!
PUCK: My esteemed damsels, I harbor no ill will. I simply am mystified by the events which enraptured your attention. What was the fire for? Is there a festival of some sort?
WITCH 3: Beyond these fated woodlands resides a crownless king riddled with …show more content…
Hence, mankind prevails as mere playthings for the mighty: pawns in the hands of those who beget stratagems. Upon luring man with prophetic oaths and coaxing his vices with words of greed, he soon will scavenge and implore for more just as the addicted inebriate. (toothless grin molds her creased face) A riveting system if I say so.
PUCK: (sighing) Ah, see there is your fault, my enchantresses. Our duty, as bearers of indomitable sorcery, ought to restore direction where its deficiency spurs havoc. Genuine power is not the measure of disorder initiated; rather, the magnitude of faults corrected. Agreeably, ruses offer laughter, and disturbances in rigid order stimulate freedom, however, subsisting in detrimental disarray yields no benefit. For instance, my assistance of four adolescents one night in my Lord’s forest culminated in three jubilant marriages, particularly for the once-despairing Helena.
WITCH 3: (howling with laughter and cracking hands in applause reminiscent of thunderclaps) What a farce! Sisters, permit me in making a familiar out of the