- FADE IN:
- INT. WEAVER'S CHAMBER - NIGHT
- The Chamber is a small space ringed with wall sconces that seem to glow magically.
- The floor is tiled with simple, beautiful designs; every 12th tile carrying a strange rune.
- In the center of the room is large glass column filled with a strange liquid; and suspended in that liquid is the WEAVER.
- Her eyes are closed, hair floating around her like rays radiating from the sun.
- Her arms move dreamily and her long fingers pluck at the space around her, pulling unseen threads on an invisible looms.
- As she plucks, the tiles with symbols ignite, the runes glowing then fading back to gray.
- The room shakes and her eyes fly open.
- She plucks faster and faster, becoming frantic.
- The room shakes more violently, tiles tearing out of the floor.
- The sconces begin to melt.
- The weaver stops and reaches out, touching the thick glass of her cage.
- She watches, her face growing calmer and calmer.
- The walls begin to melt around her.
- EXT. WEAVER'S CHAMBER - NIGHT
- Shock waves push out of the room and it is now apparent that it is a dark sphere floating in the burning heart of a star.
- The shock waves race with blinding speed up through the molten layers to the surface of the star, where rivers of flame pool into burning lakes.
- Flares through themselves out into space, webs of nebula coloring its distant sister stars.
- The waves hit the surface and flares explode far out int the dark.
- The star convulses.
- INT. WEAVER'S CHAMBER - NIGHT
- She closes her eyes and spreads her arms as she begins to glow.
- She smiles for a moment, lost in the space between consciousness and nothingness.
- She becomes even brighter and her eyes open, her pupils becoming white hot.
- Her faces wrenches in pain and she screams.
- EXT. STAR SURFACE - NIGHT
- The star condenses, the dark sphere drinking in the nuclear chaos surrounding it, until it is all that is left.
- There is silence, then the sound of the Weaver's breath exhaling.
- The sphere tears apart waves of light and fire exploding outwards in a sphere of flame as the star goes supernova, breathing its last fiery breath.
- FADE TO BLACK.
Friday, September 26, 2008
270. Super Nova - Leslie
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