All the world's a stage...

I'm not sure what this was- either a skimming of the random ideas floating around the top of my mind, or a dempnstration of the inner workings of my soul. Or maybe something else entirely.

Words whisper in the ears of the people, urging them. To do the right thing, to do the wrong thing. To save.
To kill.
What if our whole universe was just another story in great the library of time?