Unsettling Times
Posted: Tue Oct 22, 2019 2:07 am
A single light bulb illuminates over head of the twins. The Boy holding a rubber blue ball and The Girl smiling at the camera, they both start to giggle.
The Boy: "We really enjoyed meeting all of the sheep during our first show."
The Girl: "Yes, it was a real treat that we rarely get to experience. So many mindless creatures in one place."
Both in unison: " But most of all, we enjoyed playing with you La Nieve."
Both begin to giggle again and the light turns out. When all the lights in the room turn on, the rubber ball is left bouncing and the children are gone. Rhett Holiday steps in wearing his white suit. The camera pans up just as Holiday catches the ball then smirks.
Holiday: "Energetic little tikes aren't they, La Nieve. While I feel some remorse for your unscheduled play date with my little friends, I just couldn't have you in the way of the business myself and Arzon have."
Holiday makes his way to a mahogany colored leather seat and makes himself comfortable as he lights a cigar.
Holiday: "Arzon, you have this light about you. You shine so bright for all of these sheep. I won't fault you because I don't believe you know just how dangerous that is. Yes you may give them a beacon of hope, but you at the same time blind them from the real world. You blind them from violence, from pain, from suffering."
Holiday takes a puff of his cigar. The smoke parts from his face revealing his sinister grin as he exhales.
Holiday: "You blind them from people like.... Me. And again, I don't fault you, but just the same you and anyone else like you must be snuffed out. There are vile, vicious, and malicious things in the darkness. I need the sheep to see them. I need the light to be extinguished so that the sheep can truly understand the world they live in. Only then are you truly alive."
Holiday moves to stand but stops for a moment and rests back in his chair.
Holiday with a growl in his voice: "Titus Love... You infatuated, muscle bound, passion drunk waste of flesh. Know that The Fallen One does not take his loss to you lightly. You come to my world, my realm of existence that is already plagued by hope, and you dare to do it in with a lethal dose of Love? Rest assured that we are far from done with you and this movement or whatever you claim to be here for. We will see you again and Love will Fall."
The room goes dark
The Boy: "We really enjoyed meeting all of the sheep during our first show."
The Girl: "Yes, it was a real treat that we rarely get to experience. So many mindless creatures in one place."
Both in unison: " But most of all, we enjoyed playing with you La Nieve."
Both begin to giggle again and the light turns out. When all the lights in the room turn on, the rubber ball is left bouncing and the children are gone. Rhett Holiday steps in wearing his white suit. The camera pans up just as Holiday catches the ball then smirks.
Holiday: "Energetic little tikes aren't they, La Nieve. While I feel some remorse for your unscheduled play date with my little friends, I just couldn't have you in the way of the business myself and Arzon have."
Holiday makes his way to a mahogany colored leather seat and makes himself comfortable as he lights a cigar.
Holiday: "Arzon, you have this light about you. You shine so bright for all of these sheep. I won't fault you because I don't believe you know just how dangerous that is. Yes you may give them a beacon of hope, but you at the same time blind them from the real world. You blind them from violence, from pain, from suffering."
Holiday takes a puff of his cigar. The smoke parts from his face revealing his sinister grin as he exhales.
Holiday: "You blind them from people like.... Me. And again, I don't fault you, but just the same you and anyone else like you must be snuffed out. There are vile, vicious, and malicious things in the darkness. I need the sheep to see them. I need the light to be extinguished so that the sheep can truly understand the world they live in. Only then are you truly alive."
Holiday moves to stand but stops for a moment and rests back in his chair.
Holiday with a growl in his voice: "Titus Love... You infatuated, muscle bound, passion drunk waste of flesh. Know that The Fallen One does not take his loss to you lightly. You come to my world, my realm of existence that is already plagued by hope, and you dare to do it in with a lethal dose of Love? Rest assured that we are far from done with you and this movement or whatever you claim to be here for. We will see you again and Love will Fall."
The room goes dark