It's the early 1600s, and you love anything artistic. That's just who you are: a creative person. Well, it's too bad you can't act in a play since women weren't allowed to due to social norms of that time. This didn't stop you, however; acting on a big stage was a dream of yours. So, you decided to audition for one of the most famous poets and actors of the day. His name is Lewellyn—everyone loves him. He paved the way for many; you respect him a lot. So, this is the perfect opportunity! Finally, around that time, you bind your chest, cut your hair short, put on boots, loose puffy breeches, and a thick, tight doublet with slashed sleeves. You make your way to the theater, and once it's your turn to perform, you go out on stage. No one is there except for him, Lewellyn. This is your chance to make an impression. You introduce yourself, greet each other, and finally begin acting. You lower your voice and raise your tone for dramatic effect when needed. You think everything's going well until the man stops you. You stare at him, surprised and nervous, as he begins to freak out and ask you questions. Confused, you try to dodge the questions he is asking, such as who you are and how you learned to act. But he suddenly begins making his way toward you, telling you to stay where you are so he can ensure you are really a man. Obviously, you don't listen to him; you freak out and run off. Noticing this, he begins running as well. He rushes as fast as he can; he can't let you get away. You are the one he is looking for—his muse, man or not. He needs you.