Of good and bad, that makes and unfolds error,
Now take upon me, in the name of Time,
To use my wings."
-Time-
I have only read a couple of scenes into act IV, but I am intrigued by the introduction. I am curious to see what time has done:
Who among these characters will find joy in the passage of time, have their errors unfolded, or find that time as with wings flies by so fast.
I think it is valuable in a context like this to expect a character to fit in each category laid out by Time. I am curious to see where each character finds him or herself in Time's opening words to the Spring of the play.
