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NARRATOR: But when she signaled to him with a hand crabbed with age, her voice was low, and lyrical, and pure. |
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NARRATOR: And it was then that he knew he had found Truth. |
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NARRATOR: He stayed a year and a day with her, and he learned all that she had to teach. |
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NARRATOR: And
when the year and a day was up, he stood at the threshold of the shrine, ready to leave
for home. MAN: My Lady Truth, you have taught me so much, and I want to do something for you in return. Is there anything you wish? |
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NARRATOR: Truth was silent for a time. Then, she opened her misshapen mouth to speak: |
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TRUTH: (a
beautiful voice) When you speak of me…tell them that I am young and beautiful.
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MUSIC: Climaxes |
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(Original script: "Music: Dark, over wind—captures the ideological isolation of a generation’s disgust with absolutes. We know Rowley can do it.") |
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SFX: Silence; then the WOODS background sounds return quickly, along with appreciative murmurs from the WANDERERS |