Friar Lawrence Monologue

11/12/1597 My dear star-crossed lover, Romeo, the moon dangles heavy tonight, as it casts a glisten of hope in my eyes. As you read these words, I would be on my way to be buried next to Tybalt, green to the Earth. The news has already hit Verona about her exile. My spirits had crumbled to this news, but Friar Lawrence had given us a glimmer of hope to reunite us. It might even be destiny. Friar Lawrence explained the plan to me, it involved a potion. Don’t worry my love, it will mimic the slumbers of death for 48 hours. To everyone who glances, I will look lifeless, which should fool them. Fear not Romeo, my body may seem lifeless & dead, but will awaken to your presence. On the night of my arrival at my tomb, I need you and Friar Lawrence to rescue me when the
I need you to stay calm during this time as we must fulfill our mission together, so for this I need you to fight the urge to try and join my fictional death. The potion is only a temporary cloak, to deceive anyone trying to tear our love apart. Together, with Friar Lawrence’s guide, we can run away to Mantua, and never look back. Mantua will allow us to have a fresh new start together. This will be the key for us to live our new lives as one. As I write to you Romeo, an inextinguishable flame of anger ignites in my chest. My family, who claims to love me, has trapped me in an inescapable cage, and threw away the key. They have sent my marriage off to an auction and want me to marry the highest bidder. They use me as a pawn for their childish games of power. I’m just an asset to them, its as if they are trying to sell me for their good. Paris is just a stranger with a name. They cannot see further than his wealth, blind to the love that sings in my heart for you, Romeo. Their aspirations have blinded them from understanding true love, leaving them ignorant to the pain that they have inflicted onto their daughter. But fear not,