Journaling as Macbeth Act III: Banquo is but a thorn in my side. Always nagging me, taunting me. He is but a pest that must be removed from my presence immediately. While he rides back to honor me tonight he will be slain, and his son is to find the same fate.
Both my lady and I feel terrible about the deeds we have done. Lost is my original cause, I feel as though i am slowly descending into madness. The ghosts of Banquo and Duncan will not leave my side. I see that Banquo was to be a thorn as he lived as well as in his death. My mind is overcome with the visions of night but I must not give in, I have fought like a bear to get this crown, I will fight like a bear to keep it. I must find those witches and get another prophecy if I am to sleep but an hour more in my lifetime.
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