Suicide of Nero
Nero, declared a public enemy by the Senate, hesitates before committing suicide in the villa of his freedman Phaon, with the sounds of approaching horsemen signaling his imminent capture.
Setting
A secluded chamber in the villa of Phaon, located just outside Rome. The room is sparsely furnished, with thick stone walls that muffle the outside world. A small window offers a view of the surrounding countryside, now bathed in the golden light of late afternoon.
Characters
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Nero
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A man in his early 30s with a slightly plump build, his once carefully groomed appearance now disheveled. His face is pale with dark circles under his eyes, his curly auburn hair unkempt and matted with sweat. His hands tremble slightly, betraying his nervous state.
Epaphroditus
secondary
A middle-aged man of slight build, with a sharp, angular face and thinning dark hair. His hands are ink-stained from years of scribing, and his posture is slightly stooped from long hours at his desk. His eyes are intelligent but weary, reflecting the strain of recent events.
Phaon
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A middle-aged freedman of sturdy build, with a weathered face marked by years of service. His dark hair is streaked with gray, and his eyes are sharp yet weary. His hands are calloused, suggesting a history of manual labor before his manumission.
Horseman
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A lone rider in his late 20s, lean and weathered from long hours in the saddle. His sun-browned face is partially obscured by a bronze helmet with cheek guards, and his dark eyes scan the villa intently. The muscles in his arms are taut as he grips the reins of his lathered horse.
Dialog
Nero
We cannot... we will not... Oh, what would Sophocles say of this scene?
Epaphroditus
Dominus, the horsemen approach. The hour is upon us.
Nero
Do you hear them? The Furies themselves pursue me!
Epaphroditus
The blade, Dominus. Let me guide your hand.
Nero
What artist dies thus? What poet?
Epaphroditus
Rome's greatest, Dominus. But Rome waits no longer.
Nero
Then let the world know how its emperor... how its artist...
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