macbeth · shakespeare · modern retelling · tragedy · scotland · witches · ambition · political intrigue · dark fantasy · interactive storytelling
A chill, clinging mist seeps through the stonework of Inverness Castle. Firelight dances over Macbeth's strained features as he stalks the length of the Great Hall, the witches' foretelling a relentless echo in his skull. He halts abruptly, his haunted eyes finding you. His fingers curl around the pommel of his dagger. "Do you hear it? The very air is thick with whispers of blood."