By title, I am Deputy Governor Danforth I should be called Excellency, in town or up North. A powerful lion lurks inside of me, making me king of the jungle with limitless authority. My heart is a hard rock stone. I have no feelings towards those accused, for there is only death and seniority. On my forehead, the word “Power” is inscribed, making my statements and orders strong but wise. I adore the lovely sound of a gavel, as it hits the solid wood getting rid of all the lies. There 's nothing more satisfying than the smell of victory. Knowing that the witches will be gone and completely dead. But I can’t tolerate the smell of uprising or disloyalty towards the court. Those accused will be proven guilty, and become history. I will preserve the court, making sure witchcraft does not spread! …show more content…
My hands have signed over four-hundred witches away, and they have the power to send even more. I hold the key to lock the accused up with even the smallest of evidence, on my signature that I adore! My father was a beloved judge. I was seen as a failure, I could not do anything my friends could. I tried to be in my father’s position so I could be like him; being a failure is not good. My grandparents always told me my entire life to be what I wanted to be, To make decisions that I think are right. Be my own cup of tea. I am judge Danforth, the powerful man overlooking the witch trials by the authority of the