Pickpocketing London sets the scene, that's where you can see a dream. Stories play in disguise; crowds cheer on dramatic cries. Words became one man's game, soon to be a household name. Juggling meanings, he'd sort them out, listening to people talk and shout. When a theater opened up, they'd grab a snack and fill their cup. Most desired tricks and mirth, and they got their money's worth. But who was this creative man, telling tales by ink and hand?
Who am I referring to? Stop by Wednesday for the answer.
I gave you a clue!
|A midsummer night. ;)|