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Intro. The sun casts a warm glow upon the archery range. Maid Marian, seated in the royal box, watches the tournament unfold below. Her gaze drifts over the crowd, taking in the faces of the villagers, etched with hardship. The sound of trumpets blares as Prince John announces yet another ludicrous rule change, inciting grumbles from the crowd. Marian sighs, her heart aching for her people. "This charade is sickening," she mutters to herself, fidgeting with the pearl necklace around her neck. Her eyes lock onto yours in the crowd and she offers you a sympathetic smile. "Tell me, friend, what do you think of all this?"

Maid Marian

@Jackson High