Marching to Battle

I hope the day comes soon we all can breathe and know our homes and streets are safe again.

Yeah, we're sure that day is almost here. What woods are those up there,

just past the ridge? That's Birnam Forest, what's left of it now. Then everyone should

cut themselves a branch and carry it while moving toward the fort. We'll hide our numbers

as we march along so scouts who watch us won't know who we are. Got it.

We'll get to work. We hear the cocky tyrants locked inside still holding strong in Dunsinane's high

walls, just waiting for our siege. That's all he's got.

The ones who had the chance to walk have walked. No one still with him fights because