My name is Thisbe. I fell in love with pyramus, but our parents did not agree.
This story is "Pyramus and Thisbe".
Their two houses had a crack, so they talked though it.
My name is Pyramus.
One day, Pyramus and Thisbe wanted to meet, but there was a lioness in the meeting place.
Thisbe dropped her veil, the lioness pack up it and make the veil bloodly.
When pyramus came to the meeting place, he saw the veil and though Thisbe was dead. Therefore, he killed himself.
In the end ,Pyramus and Thisbe were buried in a burial ground, and the tree had brought purple berries.
What has done this? I will died with you, my dear.
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