Roses and A Crown (A Play)

Roses and A Crown (A Play)

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PROLOGUE Under a mango tree in a hamlet called Ilumoje, 4 youngsters and 3 youths are gathered playing spiritedly and discussing, respectively in front of a house. The children are involved in different types of plays, and are carried away by them. The youths are also talking about different scenes that have happened according to what they heard and saw. Nevertheless, they put an eye on the children just in case they need to be guided. They all can see the unfriendly weather in the neighborhood by the way flashes of light are seen continuously in the dark-grey cloud, and for sure, those clouds are also coming over the their hamlet too. Still, these children and the youths are not that threatened by the weather. Whereas, they decide to even play harder like there was no tomorrow. The children are seen holding each other's hand till they all formed a circle. Then one goes into the circle, bends as the other 3 sing a song. And this goes on and on, till the clouds totally came upon the whole hamlet. The wind begins to blow heavily and the trees whistle and dance continuously like female dancers when they flung their hair from left to right on the air. A pregnant woman looking in her late 30's opens the entrance to the house and orders the children loud and clear to leave her house's frontage. Reluctantly, they all go home. After they have all gone, the woman stands at the door like she was expecting someone. The rain begins with a heavy down pour. But still she sticks to the door. She endures a bit longer before hesitantly moving inside and locking the door. Suddenly, lightning strikes hard against the earth surface about half a mile away. The woman is terrified and goes into labour. Few minutes later, a baby's cry is heard. Then, the rain stops.
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Through thick and thin the Law shall prevail. A new sense of purpose awaits us, children of light, in the land where it all began. The darkness in which we once cowered in fear, now curbed by the might of our endless light. Come, brothers, come, sisters. Let there be peace among the wicked, just as the Law dictates. Peace and certainty is all that you have ever longed for, little angel. A bright, stable future. A roof without holes above thy head. Acknowledgement and recognition of thy existence, feverish dreams of grandeur. Greed born from yearning, treacherous vines of rapacity taint your innocent soul. You seek a future that does not exist. Let thy fingers hold the fragile line between dream and nightmare. Let thy light navigate the path. Shall thee give in and falter, O' land of old, envelop his body in thy unending flame of chaos. Spit out nothing but an empty husk, the remnants of a smile once so bright. Shall thee prevail, O', Great Kazdel, I ask of you, the impossible - take mercy on the innocent. Don't let the radiance dim and don't let the mind turn bleak. Wake, young traveler. Bid thy farewells and burn thy bridges. It's time to say goodbye, curly head. Cross post from AO3. For a shorter and more on-point description, look no further! I had something silly written up before throwing it out in exchange for that wall of text upstairs. It's a little story "about a young, dumb sankta who's been dealt a bad hand at life, looking for his place in all this mess. The pointless search for a better future leads him far, far away from home, to a country forever ravaged by war and misery - Kazdel, the promised land where devils roam free and peace feels out of place." Anyway, it's quite lengthy, but hopefully enjoyable? Slide a comment if you want, I'll give you a tiny kiss on the forehead. Man, do I love comments. (Lastly, to point out, English is not my native language, but I don't think it'll be much of an issue ;3)

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