So... did you hear the story of the Johnstone twins? As like each other as two new pins, of one womb born on the self same day, how one was kept, and one given away? And did you never hear how the Johnstones died, never knowing that they shared one name until the day they died, when a mother cried, my own dear sons lie slain. And did you never hear of the mother so cruel there's a stone in place of her heart? Then bring her on and come and judge for yourselves, how she came to play this part.
— Narrator, Overture
