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LENA DUCHANNES ([personal profile] claimyourself) wrote in [community profile] poly_chromatic2012-08-11 07:55 am

Five Moons ℂ Video {Memory Theater}

Black text = Lena; Blue text = Amma; Red text = Ethan

[The scene is confusing. It's some sort of overgrown graveyard, but it's on fire. And yet the flames aren't moving. It's like time is frozen, and that's because it is. People are frozen in place. One is a woman holding a knife and standing over a boy laying on top a crypt. There's blood coating the front of his shirt at the stomach. His eyes are shut and even if the scene wasn't frozen, one could tell he's dead. Lena is kneeling next to him with a book beside her, open to a certain page. She looks nearly the same as now, except in the memory, both her eyes are green. There's a woman beside her, old and bony, but with a determined face and an air of strength.

Both she and Lena close their eyes and Lena begins to chant in Latin. Then the woman takes her hands in both of hers and they both recite the chant in English:]


Blood of my heart,
protection is thine.
Life of my life,
taking yours, taking mine.
Body of my body,
marrow and mind.
Soul of my soul,
to our spirit bind.
Blood of my heart,
my tides, my moon.
Blood of my heart,
my salvation, my doom.


[After the last word, lightning strikes Lena and the old woman is thrown back, but Lena doesn't seem to be in pain. In fact, she opens her eyes and they glow gold.]

[The old woman looks stunned.]

My boy!


[Ethan's body is covered in a gold light, but he doesn't revive.]

It didn't work! IT DIDN'T WORK!

[Lena jumps up and moves away from the crypt, then looks at the sky, raising up her arms and looking furious. There's a flash of lightning across the sky that splits into three points, each striking a target. Two are men and one is the woman with the knife. Flames erupt around the woman's frozen form. Lena looks away for a moment to wipe her eyes, but when she looks back, all three are gone.

Rain begins to fall, putting out the still frozen flames. She moves back to the crypt, but Ethan's body is no longer there. In his place is an older man, perhaps in his forties or fifties, lying in the exact position Ethan had been. Lena looks to the old woman.]


Amma? Where's Ethan? What happened?

[Amma looks scared, eyes wide.]

Never thought it would end like this, Melchizedek. After all those years, holding the weight of the world on our shoulders together. How am I gonna hold it up on my own?


[Lena grabs Amma by the shoulders.]

Amma, what's going on?

[Finally Amma looks at her and whispers,]

You can't get something from the book without giving something in return.


[Lena kneels beside the man and touches his face.]

No, please, no!

[The wind blows hard around them, but suddenly Lena looks like she realizes something and jumps up, running. She runs to a spot in the grass where Ethan now lies, a dog lying beside him. Lena grabs his hand, but her expression makes it clear that he's still dead. She lays her head upon his chest and sobs, pressing his hand to her cheek.]

I won't say goodbye. I won't say it.

[Suddenly Ethan's hand begins to move.]

L? [Though his lips don't move, she hears him. This is her memory, after all, and so it shows the audience that she and Ethan can talk in their heads. She smiles, kissing his hand.] Are you there, Lena Beana?

[She laces her fingers with his and looks up at the sky, the rain still falling down.]

I'm here.

Don't go.

I'm not going anywhere. And neither are you.

[Right after this, the video stops and a minute later, Lena looks wide-eyed into the camera.]

How did-- what was that? How do I erase it?
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[personal profile] hexuality 2012-08-19 02:26 pm (UTC)(link)
Yes, exactly!

[SO PLEASED.]

I'd imagine so. He was only a Second Year, so I don't think his spells were very impressive to begin with. But yeah, definitely.
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[personal profile] hexuality 2012-08-20 06:19 pm (UTC)(link)
Firsties—I mean, First Years—are eleven years old and it goes from there. We go until Seventh Year and seventeen is when you become of age; you know, a legal adult and all that.
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[personal profile] hexuality 2012-08-21 05:27 pm (UTC)(link)
They've been through worse.
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[personal profile] hexuality 2012-08-21 07:24 pm (UTC)(link)
[She shrugs.]

We've all managed.