Fairyland
SCENE 1
I am Jansit by name; my late father was a king of the land burning behind my back. My land used to be the place where the sun rises, where the birds from every surrounding land perched upon when their homesteads were dry or famine- struck.
I am 20 years of age now, I tell this story so that you keep it in the records hidden beneath your heart; keep these records in your subconscious minds so that you can tell generations to come how this beautiful land of AKUTA fell!
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SCENE 2
It all began that night when the hands of time fell upon the shoulders of my clan! It was like the terrains of our only source, of our only hope will be lost. When we heard those heavy footsteps pounce beyond the walls of our city gates, those footsteps that left imprints of the hand claps of death that rings on the deepest inside of our beings, on the fearful outside of our skins, on the hidden makeup of our genes and bringing remembrance of past sins!! Our human frame became aquiver; our human structure became bitter because that night our city gate became the home of death rate! That night I saw war bow to man, that night man accepted war and never ran! That night the eyes of our enemies never blinked or gave a wink of pity— their hands spilled blood within the city; and so I watched them detach my brother’s head with knives, I watched my brother kneel with head afloat slowly letting go drops of blood through his eyelids! That night AKUTA fell like a pack of cards!
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SCENE 3
Now here I am in the midst of my own oblivion, staring into the fate of a reckless tomorrow, letting go tear drops along the paths of my cheeks because mum was split in two, my sister was buried inside a tree and then axed! I am here now, staring at these fetters that bind my hands, at this chains that scrape the lifeless skin off my neck… (Tears dripping down his eyes) here I am now ceased by another man lower than my rank. Here I am awaiting deaths call to hover around my ears... I was the hope of AKUTA, but now am like a wind slowly fizzling away.
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SCENE 4
JANSIT IS DRAGGED BY VILLAGE GUARDS (in slow motion) INTO THE THICK FOREST.
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JANSIT IS SEEN WITH HIS HEAD LAID ON A TREE TRUNK THEN HE UTTERS HIS LAST WORDS:
“I killed thousands during the war, it’s my turn to die too!....(THE AXE LANDS ON HIS NECK)….Jansit is beheaded.
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-THE END-