You look around, taking in the humble yet inviting setting. A small wooden desk occupies the center of the room, with several sheets of parchment scattered across it. In the corner, an elaborate quill and inkwell sit on a simple pedestal.

In front of you, Shakespeare is hard at work, with his writing swiftly flowing through the pen. Soon, he eventually took a quick stop, to glance at you.

" Thou shall speak. What do you seek from me? "