Lord Capulets Epilogue

Montresor tells the story in detail of how he leads a man, Fortunato, to his death. Montresor repeatedly expresses the need to kill Fortunato because he has done something to insult him and he must pay for it with his life. Montresor tells readers early in the story that he is going to be lying to Fortunato’s face by acting one way, but thinking about killing him the whole time. He says "I continued, as was my wont, to smile in

We drew apart, and I slowly climbed into my gray Maxima. She did not cry, but who knows what happened when I turned the corner. I don 't think I want to know.

Conflict: For Montresor to revenge himself for Fortunato’s insult, he has to get away with it – if Fortunato can revenge him back,

After completing the assassination of my dearest friend, Fortunato (IRONY), I exited the Montressor Catacombs. On the way back to my palazzo, I thought of countless excuses, if one were to question where Fortunato went. Hearing the noisy street, and seeing the light I hurried back. Entering my chamber, I saw, what looked to be a raven on my windowsill, with blood red eyes that stared into my soul. Frightened, I rushed to the window, to find nothing there. Reassuring myself, I sat down and reasoned it was because I didn’t have much sleep. Resting for quite sometime, I started to drift off. Somehow my mind thought of Fortunato. Did he trust me that much, or was he just in it for the Amontillado? How idiotic, of him to fall for that. Nevertheless,

Some people believe that Fortunato should have seen Montresor’s evil plan coming, and that he deserved this fate. At the very beginning of the story, Montresor “The thousand

     We don’t really know much about Fortunato: just enough to know that he must not have really known the true heart of his friend. He must not have

It was about a week later and I was in the middle of tracking down Montresor, it took me a while because he was not in town, but when I finally found him I was able to communicate with him and call him down to the police station. When I first saw him I remember thinking he was a very strange man. About thirty-eight years old, he had a very strange sparkle in his arms. “Good afternoon Detective” he said with a grin and that crazy sparkle in his eyes. “Good afternoon sir. “ I replied. “Do you know why you are here?” “Well, I was informed it had to do with my good old friend Mr. Fortunato… ah such a shame what they did to him don’t you think?” “Yeah…” I said

And then she turned to me. I felt special that she had saved me for last. I smiled at her, and she did the same to me. We had grown inseparable over the past few years especially, but now it was time to say goodbye. I knew at that point that nothing at all would change, that we would still be sisters, still be best friends, still be inseparable. Who cares if we’re 5 ½ hours away? This was us.

It seems like every passing day there is a shadow that is after me. I’m left with parts of me eaten away and left my mind corrupted from its everyday thoughts. The darkness steadily dissolves me away from the eyes that are known to be inquisitive. The burden that was left on me has more pressure than I expected for what i have completed. I discovered that revenge is made to be short lived. What i did was completely horrifying. The inferior thing is that I was able to acquire with my crime. It doesn’t matter what time it is, everyday there will always be a small voice in my head reminding me of the defenseless cries performed by fortunato. The man that I caused to perish, immersed in the catacombs. A month has passed since fortunato's disappearance, and the town still wonders where he has disappeared to. Examining the difficulty of mourning families caused me to really think, specifically today. The events leading up to fortunato's death played in my mind like a movie. It sends me back to the time when I was young and no one loved me, including my mother. When fortunato entered my life he made a big mistake which ended him in misery.

“you held my hands extremely hard as my body moved in shudders like the ferry when its”

I felt lonelier standing inside the room. I walked toward her bed and put my hand on top of her eyes. Her blank eyes had finally closed. I looked at my hand. “Violet.

After a couple of drinks Montresor warns Fortunato about the danger of consuming this wine because of the high levels of nitre that it has, foreshadowing for the audience, telling us the venom Fortunato is consuming. When Fortunato starts to feel bad Montresor offers him a drink to make him feel better, this is not an act of sympathy, it's just to keep Fortunato alive until his burial ground; and also to keep the audience waiting for the action to come.

And when one of the bastards in the Bleeding Angels put their hands on her, something snapped inside of me. Awakened a monster that I can’t hold back.

We decided to marry in New York, New York. Choosing the city of Brooklyn as our destination. As we loaded the car a few hours later we began our long journey to the city that never sleeps. We drove all night arriving on the Brooklyn bridge at 11:00 a.m. the excitement was evident on our faces seeing the looming buildings becoming larger than life around us. As we crossed the bridge I see the statue of liberty on my right. So large and beautiful as she held her torch welcoming us to New York. I felt the most amazing sense of pride seeing this gift from France in its symbolic stance. I am bouncing up and down in my seat saying “Baby can you believe it that is the Lady Liberty and she is gorgeous.” Kari being very shy and introverted exclaimed

"Unless you will love me, sweetheart, I will die." And he held her tight around