"I can't wait to see what my play will be like!"
His companion just stood, emotionless and motionless. He uttered an ominous phrase, "You'll see."
The playwright ignored his friend's pessimistic remark and turned to the theatre's stage. He watched the unfolding drama with eager eyes. He stood ramrod still and observed. He watched, on and throughout. His expression in his eyes changed, growing dark, hiding a raging storm.
The play came to an end.
The playwright murmered angrily, "It... was censored.... So many works of art... Someone shall pay.."
And his companion stood the same as ever, and uttered, "I did say you'd see, didn't I?"
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