Description
She is charming and devious in all her ways and her paths lead to death. Devoutly she takes arms against the heart; The slings and arrows of her outrageous schemes conquer the chance to suffer the mind. The heart aches in pain and the thousand natural shocks that the flesh is heir to makes calamity of so long life suffering. Ignorance of her ways are the proud man's contumely, the pangs of despised love, the law's that delay the spirit of men, enchanting and causing fardels of hate. Our eyes forever sees when she marks out the horizon to establish her throne but we never perceive, our ears hear but never understand. Thus conscience makes cowards of us all and her place remains in us forever to grunt sweat and death under a weary life and thus makes us rather bear those ills we have than to search for the truth and understand the reality that we know not of. That's only when she is a woman, when she's man she is lethal and fatal when she turn herself into an angel of light.
CHAPTER ONE
