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The nymph of lakeEN
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Once upon a time in the Medieval Era, a young princess named Isabel flees the castle for fear of being the victim of a witchcraft ritual. A knight and his squire are summoned to meet her, in a kingdom where there are chivalrous adventures, Church sermons, troubadour songs, alchemy and many other mysteries about the supernatural universe, fairy tales and folklore. She must face a demon: that of anguish. Inspired by "Hamlet”, paintings like The Isle of Death" by Arnold Böcklin and “The Lady of Shallot” by John William Waterhouse. Embark on this journey and close your eyes to hear a nymph singing...
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SCENE 32: THE LEGEND
SCENE 32: THE LEGEND[The knight, the squire and the alchemist are gathered in the Red Forest]:SQUIRE: Well, well, my great friend! You missed a great night yesterday! I drank like I had never drunk before, I barely remembered the way home!KNIGHT: Well, this isn't the first time you tell me a story like that! And even more so with those filthy!ALCHEMIST: And how were the searches? I heard the princess didn't show up after all the searches...SQUIRE: We didn’t find her anywhere.KNIGHT: Well, I should be honest with you, even if you believe this is crazy. But I think you will understand my sincere confession. What happens is that I took the elixir that time and started to see in a very different way from what I used to see and unexplained things happened. But I heard a melancholy song coming from the lake of
SCENE 31: THE PRINCESS IS DISAPPEARED
[Months later...] [The knight goes to the castle to speak to the queen]: KNIGHT: Your Majesty, months after the search request, it's with great sadness that we return to inform your family that unfortunately we haven't found the princess. QUEEN: Well, she never went back to the castle, now our souls are in tears and confused of what we can do for her. KNIGHT: At last, we went to the Red Forest, but we didn't find anything. No trace. We also search the monasteries, the brothels, the churches, the humble houses of the village, the neighborhoods, but so far nothing. QUEEN: Thank you for your efforts.
SCENE 30: THE SEARCH IN THE BROTHEL
[The knight and the squire look for the princess in a brothel]: KNIGHT: Good afternoon, dear lady, we're here to ask you if you haven't seen the young lady of power. HARLOT: The princess? Why would you think she's here? With so much wealth, she could very well enjoy her sumptuousness instead of being with us, don't you think? What was she doing outside the castle? The missing princess Committed the madness of leaving the castle And what do I have to do with the history of this beautiful lady full of wealth and power? I wish I were in the place sometimes so I would not have to take my fate with these men so... so... disgusting Well, lovely isn't going to be! Not everything is a world of wonders for which we dream... Sometimes I think that my dreams have been destroyed... There are so ma
SCENE 29: THE ELIXIR
[The knight and the squire are gathered at the alchemist's house]: ALCHEMIST: You know, there are all sorts of mysteries in nature. And as if she had a life of her own, enter into our thoughts, reassure us of our weaknesses and fill us with wisdom, for being full of perfection... I discovered that since I was a child I appreciated the mixtures that my father made with the medicinal herbs and today I can say that I'm making wonderful recipes! Too bad I haven't pleased the queen so far, but I persistently pursue my goals... KNIGHT: Well, I would like to try out your hibiscus teas, maybe my skin looks younger, like a damsel even in trouble! Ha! Ha! SQUIRE: Just be careful to not drink too much and rejuvenate your mental age! [Laughs.] KNIGHT: Well, at least you would not have as many fears as you, my dear squire! SQUIRE: Let me, by the wa
SCENE 28: THE SEARCH FOR THE PRINCESS
[The knight and the squire talk about the princess]: KNIGHT: So it's the second time that the princess disappears, like the sun at dusk… SQUIRE: There are many conflicts, wars; the vassals have formed a rebellion against their masters, for they are forbidden to eat bread, they feel themselves truly wronged because their work is sustaining the powerful and evildoers who pay them with pitiful salaries and don't give them protection, as the order of the cavalry promised... KNIGHT: Dear squire, I don't know what will become of us in the next fearful conflicts. The mouth of the people when it revolts is like that of a dragon that burns up from the nostril! From within comes only the fury of the cries that in the noise of the flames generates the fuse of war! SQUIRE: Well, I believe our work was light, because we've long journeys ahead of us and it will without any fight hopefully!
SCENE 27: THE CEMETERY OF THE INNOCENTS
[Upon entering the cemetery of the Island, the gypsy hears an ethereal song within her mind and thinks with her other Self: "Come on fairy tale, reach my sun."] GIPSY: Who's there? I hear a sing from afar. It's soft as the glitter of the snow... Puerile as if inside a fairy tale... I loved Francisco... I don't remember if he touched me without my permission... Unfortunately some loves are unsatisfied, or completely imperfect... I see the sun radiating in the mountains, as if I were looking for God somewhere and I could hear your eternal voice within my consciousness... I would offer you my memory, maybe I would love my enemies more... I feel sleepy and I need rest as I was in the shadows of shimmering shadows... […]. Once was inside a burned church and the colors were still beautiful... I meditated in there and confessed my sins... But I re
SCENE 26: THE ISLAND OF THE DEAD
[The alchemist, the knight, the squire and the gypsy go to the Isle of the Dead carrying the prophetess' body on the boat]. ALCHEMIST: [Paddling the boat]. We will watch over the body on this Island where there is the sanctuary of the dead ... Rest in peace ... Forever, my dear prophetess ... In the wake of the emerald-green waters with these transparent waves shining with the silver ring of the gray moon, I try to close my eyes and remember my friends from the past ... I feel an absurd fear inside, I haven't heard the voices of monsters yet, but I'm afraid of being shipwrecked... What is there? They wanted to sacrifice you and left it unpunished ... You tried to defend yourself, along with your own past mistakes and all you loved was life, living beings. Who was right to harm you in this way? They didn't see their own voice being killed, stoned ... All they charge so much is indulgences ... But nobody can buy the p
SCENE 25: THE ACCUSED OF WITCHCRAFT
SCENE 25: THE ACCUSED OF WITCHCRAFT [Hear screams of the prophetess, who was accused of witchcraft and is about to be burned by the Inquisition.] CLERGYMAN: Ladies and gentlemen, we are here because we must ward off the evils of our homes. There's an accused of witchcraft between us. These witches disobey the laws of the holy realm, bring us plagues and false prophecies! They're the spokesmen of the devil, deceive us and turn our truth into dust in the wind with their beliefs coming from the power of darkness! This power isn't welcome, because it brings us serious problems, including death! Our rivers, as was once written in the holy book, may have their water turned into blood! Our crops can be eaten by the insects and not render us food! Our villages can receive frogs infestations! Our fields can have mad cattle! And worse, the plague can invade our homes, causing disease and more disease! Thi
SCENE 24: THE DIVINE MESSAGE
PROPHETESS: Man was born to unravel the enigmas of the divine nature, to feed his body with the furrow of the trees, to feel the wonderful power in every single creation of every leaf, every fruit, every flower, every seed, every animal, every grain of sand. They didn't hear the flutes and harps of the magical and invisible creatures around us. Can they feel the breath of reverie to strengthen their own heartfelt belief? ALCHEMIST: If the wrath of God burst like the rays of the heaviest storms, if He understand hatred for his servants and at the same time his love with all our blessings? Anger dominates our hearts, devours them with the contagion, leaving our tissues sore, our bodies without strength to face the wars that soon as we let our seconds of time pass, only leaves us the discouragement and the disenchantment to lament for those prayers which we could not do. Let us leave the rivers clearer, with the reflection of gold before we suffer with penance, w
