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Toothache (A Journal Entry / Othello fanfiction)

March 7, 1573

Verily, on this auspicious day, the scribblings in this parchment shallst not concerneth furth'r machinations to bringeth about the demise of the Moor, but rather to speaketh of an encounter which hath caused me much alarm of late. Mine thoughts doth simply wand'ring unto the remembrance of the night I hath spent beside Michael Cassio. My true intent was to seek out evidence that I couldst bend and distort for mine own gain. Verily, I do intend on using it for my own advantage, but this emotion which doth slumber in me brings light to the num'rous queries about myself which I'm afraid I'm unready to confront.

Anon, I have yet to disclose the full tale of wherefore I was im his slumber-chamber, but I shallst immediately. I had been troubled with a raging tooth. Forsooth, in mine own bed I couldst not slumber, so I decided to slumber in Cassio's bed. Certes he wouldst not object since he did lie unconscious. But verily, as I lay beside him, he began to babble in bis unconsciousness of Desdemona. His dream did seem to possess an amorous nature. Forsooth, at length his form was as still as before. But alas, that would not hold for long. As he doth wax poetic on his beloved, he doth exclaim with passion for his lady-fair, "O sweet creature!" and then kissed me hard. Hereafter, he doth climb upon mine thigh, and doth carry forth his progress in earnest.

I knoweth not how to express this sensation in mine heart as he doth make his advance, yet it is one unfamiliar unto me. It doth unnerve me. I couldst not stir. What doth it betoken in sooth? Mine visage doth scorch. 't went no further than a fiery exchange of our own droplets, yet it felt so... Pish! I cannot ascertain the meaning thereof.

I will kick start mine mast'r plan on the eve of our return to the realm of the Turks. The uneasy sensation in mine nether regions doth only stem from the anticipation of reaching mine objective of unraveling ev'rything yon Moor doth standeth for. I mayst confronte Cassio about what unfolded during yond evening... In a manner most intimate and personal...