[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
[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
[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!
[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
[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
[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 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
CHARACTERS: ALCHEMIST PROPHETESS HARLOT QUEEN PRINCE PRINCESS ISABEL TROUBADOUR KNIGHT SQUIRE PRIEST CLERGYMAN GIPSY FOOL UNKNOWN VOICE ISABEL: Even though I am where I cannot really see, I feel hopefully that something will happen for another life. One of the most beautiful landscapes that a mortal creature has ever seen is the majestic move of deep, dark blue waters around the mysteries of the French Island of St. Michel, which almost swallows it with the bravery of the sea.... I see them so full of energy, like the strength that a rider needs to have to rise from the very falls that existence brings him... The blown wind passing us almost makes us petrified and dancing for an instant. The foot in the water buries itself on the shore and the mist brought by the
[Princess Isabel is in the Neuschwanstein castle doing theater with masks together with the jester]. ISABEL: Look at your reflection that never merges with that of others [...]. FOOL: The man needs find himself before the divine light, even in hard times... And are in these moments that even the ungodly begins to doubt of themselves, considering that the madness be the answer to those who looks for uncover certain mysteries. There will be always the magic to those who knows how to use it on supernatural forces that nature invokes. So, the man can to discredit in everything, can keep on the walk of obviously or meditate, each time more deeply to see beyond that your eyes can see. But the magic will only have meaning if the sacrifice of man doesn’t be in vain. If it serve to enchant instead of to curse. There are those who face the evi