Disclaimer: I do not own Macbeth. It belongs to one Mr. William Shakespeare. Although, I would gladly marry the aforementioned playwright and inherit his second-best bed. =)

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-Prologue-

"Lady!"

My story is a sinful one. One that would curdle the blood of any mortal with less ambition than I.

"Lady!"

And yet, I cannot say that it shames me. I've woven enough lies into my life as it is.

"Lady!"

I remember the feeling of falling. Falling through darkness so thick that it strained my eyes. There was no emotion, no life-memories flickering before me. Any guilt had been blown away by the air surging passed as the ground called me home.