King of Shadows

Auditory Imagery:

"And he laughed. It wasn't as if he thought my name was funny, it was a weird laugh, sort of triumphant."

Visual Imagery:

"...blood on the floor, bright red, a pool of blood, spreading..."

They would be busy backstage making the forest magical in A Midsummer Nights Dream: blowing a little pipe into a bowl of water to make the sounds of birdsong; burning rope in a metal pot, to make smoke that could be puffed with a bellows across the stage, for romantic mist or bewildering fog. The groundlings were very fond of special effects. They particularly liked disasters, and explosions.

Kinesthetic:

"This company is a family, close and closeted. We all know what that miserable boy is at, and I am sorry for it, and for thee. But he is talented, and useful, and apprenticed to my friend Heminges - canst forgive us thy troubles, for the play's sake?"

"It's a wonderful poem. I says, loving doesn't change just because someone isn't there, or because time gets in the way, or even death. It's always with you, keeping you safe, it won't ever leave you. "

Olfactory:

"Theatre smell. Dusty. Safe."

The air seemed hot, and again I could smell strange, sour smells."