#Me, #Juliet-story
Good day, fair audience.
I am no mere author of pages and quills… I am the breath behind the words. I am the voice you’ve read a thousand times and never heard. I am Juliet.
But today, I speak not just of love and sorrow… I speak of the man who gave me life – the Bard of Avon…
William Shakespeare.
A poet, a playwright, a weaver of stars and tragedy.
Born in 1564, raised in the quaint town of Stratford-upon-Avon, he was no royal, no scholar of ivory towers—but he changed the world with ink.
He wrote comedies that made queens laugh, tragedies that made kings weep, and histories that reminded men of their own mortality.
He gave us Hamlet, Macbeth, Othello… and of course, my Romeo.
He built entire kingdoms with his pen—and within them, he placed hearts, broken and beating, just like ours.
Some say he was merely a playwright. I say he was a dreamer.
He taught us that words can woo, that silence can scream, and that love, even when doomed, is never foolish.
Now, you may wonder—why am I here, in this dress, when others come as authors?
Ah… but I was written with such fire, such grief, such beauty, that even centuries later—I still breathe in your hearts.
So today, I do not come as Shakespeare.
I come as his echo.
As the story he could not help but tell.
For though his hand may be gone, his voice remains.
And through me… it speaks again.
I am Juliet.
And I am, forever, a part of William Shakespeare."
- Mili Teresa
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