The stage is set.

PHOTO PROMPT © Liz Young

“On that stage, everything is a gamble.”

“Any risk is allowed, all subterfuge embraced.”

“Every man must play his part … whether sad or happy… great or small.”

“It matters not the hand you’re dealt nor your zeal.”

“Calling, all players to the stage.”

So, the trials began.

Each wanting the most dynamic role. To hold all the chips in their favour.

To soar above the stage.

Deeply everyone knew who would play what role.

Still, they gambled, pretended valiantly.

Thus, death only registered when Sebastian did not rise to leave the stage.

The pound of flesh was long overdue.

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