The Master of Theatrics

The journey of an exile often signifies fate.

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The composition of all feasts is more or less the same.

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A strand of hair, a handful of lead powder, and a bag of Sharpodonty.

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Is it a monster––or the king's greed––that is imprisoned in the labyrinth of Daedalus?

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You and I both know that the bell signals the start of the show.

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This is the end of one drama and the beginning of another.

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