Dishonorable Gentlemen, Chapter 1, Part 1

Hello, This post and future posts relating to Dishonorable Gentlemen will have the modernized version, for easy reading, alongside the original version which took inspiration from the works of Shakespeare, The King James Bible, and Dante's Inferno.

(Modern Version)

DISHONORABLE GENTLEMEN BE HITHER AND THITHER ACT 1 PEASANT 1: PART 1

It's the year 1026 A.D, in a village near Bristol, England, a chicken farming family welcomes a baby boy named Jeffery. Growing up as a farmer made Jeffery tough as nails, which surprised his fellow villagers because his nail-like skinniness and height concealing his strength. There was barely time to lie down or sit down with every days toil, but the annual family gatherings made the effort worth it.

At the old age of nine, Jeffery met Ella. She came from a smithing family, living just one village over. When they saw each other that first time, it made each gathering feel like it took over a millenia to come back.

One gathering later, Ella gave Jeffery a brass ring that he kept as a token of her love. When the next gathering came, he couldn't find Ella. He searched everywhere and everythere, and she was not here nor there. He asked everyone he could find and could find no peace of mind. He wanted to give her a rose that day, and wanted to vow to wear his own rose until the day he took his last breath. Days, weeks, and months passed by. Other girls would want Jeffery, but his heart still felt hollow as he searched for her.

Market Scene by Pieter Aertsen (1550)

(Original Version)

DISHONORABLE GENTLEMEN BE HITHER AND THITHER ACT 1 PEASANT 1: PART 1

In the year 1026 A.D, Jeffery was born to a chicken farming family in a village near Bristol to a farming family. Jeffery was of scrawny and long stature, yet tough as the nails he was shaped like. Farming life blessed him with endurance. There was no time for rest under heavy toil, but the seasonal family gatherings would always be worth it. In those gatherings, at the old age of nine, it would be where Jeffery met Ella. She had come from a smithing family, one from the next village over.

The gatherings appeared once a year. But, when they were branded onto each other’s eyes, gatherings felt as if they happened after every eternal life in heaven. Jeffery had kept a brass ring, given by Ella, that he kept as a token of her love.

Jeffery had waited for the next gathering, but never found Ella again. He looked everywhere and everythere with not a sign nor a clue. He asked everyone he could find and had gotten no peace of mind. He wanted to give her a rose that day and would vow to wear another rose until death. The days, and weeks, and months passed by. Some girls would want Jeffery, but he would always feel empty.