- FADE IN:
- EXT. BUTCHER'S ALLEY, NEW ARIES - DAY
- The Alley is dark and damp and the smoky sky above only hints at the existence of a sun.
- A large shadow is cast over the entrance of the alley and soft footsteps slowly approach, then a giggle.
- RIEKA, a small 7-year-old girl skips across the dirty ground, her dress whirling around her.
- She sings quietly to herself.
- Rieka stops short, spotting a grapefruit-sized glass ball lying under a heap of trash.
- She pulls it out and brushes it off.
- She stands up and holds it to her chest and it begins to glow.
- Her eyes grow wider and she holds it away from herself as it begins to glow a rich orange.
- There is a popping sound sounds, a fizzling, and then a glowing, pale yellow butterfly flickers into existence above her.
- She doesn't notice and and walks to the edge of the alley, then stops, hearing the soft flapping.
- She turns around and puts her hand to her mouth, delighted.
- The butterfly circles the orb and then another and another glimmer into existence.
- EXT. MERCHANT'S BLVD, NEW ARIES - DAY
- Rieka walks out onto the main street, her amber orb and the small swarm of yellow butterflies that continues multiplying around her adding a patch of warmth to the dusty blue of the city.
- She skips along and the butterflies trail her, a ribbon of gold weaving in and out of tired pedestrians who pause for a moment to stare at the odd sight.
- Ahead of her, a small, ramshackle shack comes into view.
- EXT. RIEKA'S HOUSE - DAY
- She stops in front of it.
- RIEKA
- Mommy, mommy.
- There is silence.
- RIEKA
- Mommy!
- MOTHER
- Just a minute Rieka.
- RIEKA
- Quick Mommy!
- Her MOTHER opens the door, wiping her hands on a stained apron, lines weighing down her tired face.
- She sees the butterflies and her eyes go soft.
- She stands on the stoop of the shack, awed.
- The orb flickers and Mother holds her breath.
- .It flickers again, then dies.
- The butterflies buzz, then begin disappearing.
- Rieka shakes it, then looks at her mother forlornly.
- Her mother swoops down from the stairs and pulls her close.
- They walk back to the house, the door squeaking closed behind them.
- There is a soft buzzing sound and a single butterfly appear, hovering near the entrance.
- FADE TO BLACK.
Wednesday, August 13, 2008
226. The Butterfly Charmer - Leslie
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