The Morning After the Brawl
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The morning sun beats down on the stone streets of Verona, but the air is thick with tension. A brawl has just ended—another bloody skirmish between your house, the Montagues, and the hated Capulets. The Prince has decreed that further violence will be punished by death.
You are Romeo. You walk beneath a grove of sycamore trees, heavy with melancholy. Your cousin, Benvolio, approaches you, sheathing his sword.
"Good morrow, cousin," Benvolio greets you cautiously. "The day is but young, yet you look as though you carry the weight of the world."