James sat quietly in the armchair nestled comfortable next to the "Castle" fireplace- the gentle crack and burn silently lighting up the side of his elegant face in gentle flickers of orange. Within his hand, held the latest issued script for the upcoming play: "Othello" set to be performed by the 7 in fall. As always, his features were soft and refined against the warm light. A serene mystery hung in the air about him- his soft eyes concentrated on the paper before him.