SCENE 20: THE SERMON AND EPIDEMIC

PRIEST: Respectable ladies and gentlemen of this church, I want to tell you about a terrible evil: we're in the shadow of an epidemic. God reveals punishment to disobedient men who don't feel ashamed for their filthy sins. The disease has come to punish those who do not surrender to the way of heaven! Remember that Adam and Eve in eating the forbidden fruit were kicked out of the Eden's Garden. Remember that fornicators are punished by God with the plague! There are lustful sorceresses in this village who bring the curse to this sacred realm! Lost are the souls of those who don't follow the way of the church! Lost are the filthy beings that let the evils of the devil spread out in their houses, making the feast and taking the human being into darkness, into a path full of dark! The holy book condemns fornicators! Remember: God knows all things and punishes those who don't follow his word! The disease is then divine punishment! Repent of every evil! Repent before it's too late!

SCENE 21: THE PRINCESS ESCAPE

PRINCESS: How horrible! How absurd! At this moment I see on the horizon an image of how angels fall from the sky like birds that can't fly and it's like if I was one more among them... Falling into an abyss... Like a shipwreck... There are those who lie in the Kingdom of the Dead and their bodies perishing to this world, inhabit the bottom of the oceans with their hearts heavy as rough diamonds. An anger inside me arises, an aversion. Something so negative takes care of me to the point that I feel like killing who wants to do evil to me. I can't believe this cruelty! I can't believe that someone is so stupid as to want to sacrifice a life in the name of their evil rituals... For me they are no more than fools who worship destruction! I feel a bitterness inside and sadness at the same time... Now the pain makes me throb and takes care of me until I arrive, wanting to tear me with tears! Anguish arises and becomes a shadow of insanity, consuming me like a flame

SCENE 22: THE HELP OF THE ALCHEMIST

SCENE 22: THE HELP OF THE ALCHEMIST ALCHEMIST: Your Majesty, with great modesty... This time I bring you these scents made from jasmine flowers, hibiscus leaves, honey, cinnamon and a little ginger, along with a secret mix of my experiences so you get protect from aging. Sometimes I think that man is united with alliances of communion among all. To feel an energy coming from something that is beyond the customs of our imagination is for a few... Only the most sensitive can see what I see in all the divine signs sent by God... This is what I observe as an alchemist: there are only two bodies within an eye-shaped zodiac where there are the ten signs represented from a crab, a lion, a damsel, a scales, a scorpion, and a centaur with an arrow, a goat and another man with a pitcher by where water comes out. Adam and Eve had been the centers of the Universe, and none is hermaphrodite. It's beautiful to have wh

SCENE 23: THE MAGIC RITUALS

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

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 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 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