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Rossinon
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written and directed by Lendren Starfall, Cuirr Arrane

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A vignette of self-discovery and exploration.

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Cast

Rossinon ...................................................... Lendren

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Produced in association with the Seeds of Change Repertory Company.

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SCENE: Dark
The stage is entirely dark, completely obscured without even a hint of the
lambence of sun and moon gracing it.

ROLE: Rossinon (M)

COSTUME: Cloud
Rossinon is little more than an ephemeral cloud of awareness, formed of
countless motes of colourless light, constantly in motion.

EFFECT: q01
8 Complete darkness.

PAUSE

EFFECT: q02
4 A faint cracking sound.

PAUSE

EFFECT: q03
4 A shudder.

PAUSE

EFFECT: q04
4 A louder crack, as something falls away with an unexpectedly quiet
pitter-patter.

PAUSE

ENTER Rossinon projects an evanescent tendril of awareness, faintly glimmering
with a colourless light that shines on a few splintered shards of egg around it.

Rossinon: "What? What is this? What am I?"

Rossinon pushes aside more shards of egg, each falling wetly to an unseen
surface.

Rossinon: "This is a... a place. Yes, a place. I think it's not the right
place yet."

PAUSE

Rossinon expands swiftly, filling the air with a shimmering glow of dancing
motes of awareness.

EFFECT: q05
4 A shower of eggshell fragments sprays in all directions. As each lands
somewhere, coated in a sticky orange goo, it begins to dissolve.

Rossinon: "Who? Who is that I sense? Who are you?"

EFFECT: q06
says A distant voice echoes something faint, too caught up in reflections in
the vast emptiness to be discerned.

Rossinon: "What do you wish of me?"

Rossinon draws itself into a smaller, denser cloud of perturbed particles,
shining a hollow light onto its surroundings, revealing half-formed shapes in
the shadows.

SCENE: Hollow
The stage is nearly bare, but here and there, cutouts depict bits of furniture:
a bed, a cabinet, a few chairs. These cutouts are clearly two-dimensional props
painted onto flat sheets of wood, and their proportions are exaggerated,
comical, caricatures of real furniture. In the center, one chair stands out,
larger and grander but no less unrealistic.

EFFECT: q07
4 Shapes loom in the darkness, comically misproportioned pieces of furniture,
seeming unreal somehow: flat, only the appearance of furniture, a poorly-drawn
sketch left unfinished.

Rossinon: "This place is... it is to be my flesh?"

Rossinon spreads its awareness in all directions, exploring the stage, tendrils
of colourless light probing the boundaries of pieces of furniture.

EFFECT: q08
4 As the colourless light washes over each object, it stretches, extends, gains
colour, becomes somehow more real.

SCENE: Furnished
The stage is mostly bare, except for a few pieces of furniture arrayed
tastefully, as in the bedroom of someone wealthy enough not to need to flaunt
their wealth.
PROP: Bed
A sturdy bed stands here with a high headboard carved with abstract geometric
patterns, inlaid with colourful paints and tiny gemstones. Sumptuous cornsilk
yellow sheets and blankets are piled high, contrasting with forget-me-not blue
pillows.
PROP: Cabinet
Dark mahogany makes up a well-used, spacious cabinet decorated with simple
silver pull-knobs.
PROP: Chairs
A pair of simple chairs sit to one side, angled towards each other for casual
conversations.
PROP: BigChair
The large chair in the center of the room remains unformed, still a
two-dimensional caricature of a chair, its colours washed away.

EFFECT: q09
3 A faint patina of pale golden light spreads over the room.

Rossinon: "You have given me this place to be! Thank you! I will shape myself
to your wishes."

EFFECT: q10
says The distant voice murmurs constantly some unheard litany, gentle and
encouraging.

Rossinon spreads its motes to all corners of the room, suffusing it with life,
causing the very walls themselves to gently shiver with vitality.

Rossinon turns its attention to the large chair in the center of the room, its
motes contracting around it with animated excitement.

SCENE: Alive
A few simply-coloured drops hang at the back of the stage, lending a pale
golden light to the surroundings. Though the stage is still mostly bare, the
furnishings lend it a comfortable, homey feel, making it clear it is a
well-used, well-loved home.
PROP: BedroomSuite
A well-used bed occupies one wall, cornsilk yellow linens piled high below
forget-me-not blue pillows resting against a broad headboard engraved with
colourful geometric patterns set off with tiny gemstones. Immediately adjacent,
a broad cabinet of mahogany with silver pulls stands at the ready, the corner of
some kind of pale red garment hanging from between the closed doors.
PROP: ConversationArea
A pair of comfortable chairs have been set off to the side, turned at an angle
to one another. The chairs are simple in design, lathed wood enhanced with
tracings of wrought silver, with pale beige cushions which seem compressed from
frequent use.
PROP: CommandChair
Seeming out of place in the center of the room is an egg-shaped chair formed of
an odd, glittering metal. Movable hand grips rise up from the inside of the
chair, while various bumps and nodules, some set with glittering gems sparking
energy, are set into the chair's outer surface.

EFFECT: q11
5 The chair in the center of the chamber suddenly takes shape and a metallic
gleam, beginning to hum with life.

Rossinon settles into the chair, its motes imbuing themselves into it, causing
crackling energy to spark over its metallic, egg-shaped surface, though other
motes remain hanging in the air and walls and all parts of the room.

Rossinon: "I am Rossinon! This place is my body that you have given me. But
there is still..."

EFFECT: q12
says The distant voice continues to murmur, seeming somehow amused.

Rossinon: (excitedly) "I sense through,.. through a grid. Swirling space
around me! Around my body! Space full of things and creatures! Some of them
like me. This is the right space! Let's go explore it!"

EFFECT: q13
5 Arcs of excited energy crackle over the surface of the chair.

EFFECT: q14
says The distant voice murmurs an unheard assent, seeming to grow closer.

Rossinon flexes its awareness, motes shifting this way and that like sinews
tightening and loosening.

Rossinon: "Let's go! We'll be safe, I have weapons, I can feel them! Great
gleaming turrets, and holds! Eager for treasure. Let's go!"

Rossinon: (more subdued now) "But I don't know how. I need you... I need you
to help me go explore."

EFFECT: q15
says The distant voice echoes very near now, almost decipherable, some kind of
reassuring and merry affirmation.

Rossinon: (exuberant again) "Yay! We're going to go explore! Wheee! Thank
you!"

EFFECT: q16
12 With a crackling rumble, the entire stage shudders and shifts, as streaking
colours of aetherspace whiz past, conveying a sense of vertigo from the abrupt,
swift movement.

Rossinon: "Hoooray!"