In a Grove: Scene 7, The Murdered Man, Channeled by a Medium (feat. John Taylor Ward; Chuanyuan Liu; Andrew Turner; Lindsay Kesselman)

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Christopher Cerrone

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Metropolis Ensemble

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Andrew Cyr

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Christopher Cerrone

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Stephanie Fleischmann

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SCENE 7: THE MURDERED MAN, CHANNELED BY A MEDIUM

(We are in a new reality. The vastness of empty space.)

THE MEDIUM

Silence

is the sound

of a heart

growing cold.

As the mountain

throws its shadow

across the grove.

THE MEDIUM & AMBROSE

Cold heart, cold bones,

weak heart, my heart was weak.

Rheumatic fever

when I was three.

Sentenced to half a life.

Weak heart. I was weak.

I couldn’t bear for her to know.

THE OUTLAW

Greetings, good day.

LEONA

Darkness falling.

Ambrose. We need to go.

THE MEDIUM & AMBROSE

So I kept it from her. My heart.

Kept it from me.

Pushed it down,

under the skin

of who I was,

how I wanted to be seen.

THE OUTLAW

Greetings, good day.

I’m on my way to dig up

a haul of shining gold

you’ve never set your eyes on.

Care to join me?

THE MEDIUM & AMBROSE

And so,

needing to prove

I was invincible,

wanting to give her the moon,

I fell for his ruse.

LEONA

Moonstones? Opals?

THE MEDIUM & AMBROSE

Her glow so bright.

LEONA

Moonstones? Opals?

THE MEDIUM & AMBROSE

I could hardly believe—

Was she mine?

LEONA

But I don’t care about—

THE MEDIUM & AMBROSE

Needing to prove—

I walked into his net,

left her waiting,

alone.

(Jumping forward in time.)

Blindfolded, bound,

my mind’s eye—

Sounds too terrible to—

THE OUTLAW

I will take her

from you,

I will break her into bits.

THE MEDIUM & AMBROSE

As he lured her and he took her,

as he used her,

as he broke her,

as, my back turned, bound,

I could do nothing.

LEONA

Ambrose!

THE MEDIUM & AMBROSE

She stops him with a stone.

THE OUTLAW

Sky spinning, lights flashing—

LEONA

Look at me!

THE MEDIUM & AMBROSE

But I don’t.

Fearing the weakness she sees

inscribed in me—

LEONA

I don’t understand.

THE MEDIUM & AMBROSE

Afraid to face my own frailty

reflected in her gaze—

My heart—

LEONA

Your heart?

THE MEDIUM & AMBROSE

My heart.

I try to speak—

I fail.

I should have told her then,

LEONA

Your heart?

THE MEDIUM & AMBROSE

I should have told her then,

but I hated her

like I’d loved her—

swept up in a storm

of love and hate—

hated myself more than anything—

I was in too deep,

LEONA

Ambrose! You brought us here.

THE MEDIUM & AMBROSE

I’d obscured who I was.

LEONA

Do something!

THE MEDIUM & AMBROSE

My feebleness an afterthought,

I gave in to the fate—

LEONA

Don’t just—

THE MEDIUM & AMBROSE

—written on my leaky valves.

LEONA

Ambrose!

THE MEDIUM & AMBROSE

Less than half a life.

THE OUTLAW

I pull myself up, unsteady—

THE MEDIUM & AMBROSE

I had no choice but to fight.

I faded soon enough.

(Reprise echo of decayed gunshot. As he’s dying)

Hating her for stepping in,

hating myself more than anything,

THE OUTLAW

I grab the gun and go.

THE MEDIUM & AMBROSE

I hold it close—

My heart’s atrophy—

LEONA

Agrimony, yarrow, goldenrod—

Ambrose, why won’t you look at me?

THE MEDIUM & AMBROSE

I heard, I saw—

I cut as she tends to me:

LEONA

Nothing. You saw nothing.

THE MEDIUM & AMBROSE

I heard, I saw, I know—

LEONA

Nettle, dock, pyrola.

I can help you—

THE MEDIUM & AMBROSE

You’re nothing to me.

I leave her.

I slide towards unknowingness,

letting her believe—

LEONA

I failed to apply pressure to the wound—

THE MEDIUM & AMBROSE

And so I broke her.

LEONA

It was me. I killed him.

THE MEDIUM & AMBROSE

And now—

There’s no turning back.

I can’t absolve her.

No matter how far she travels

from this blackened grove—

LEONA

Heartwood cracked.

THE MEDIUM & AMBROSE

—every time she shuts her eyes

she’ll see what she believes

she did to me.

LEONA

I stand before you, a murderer—

THE MEDIUM & AMBROSE

So I stay—

here,

in between,

splintered saplings,

trampled ground.

LEONA

Smoke, ash, smoldering ghosts—

THE MEDIUM & AMBROSE

A bed of broken fireweed.

THE OUTLAW

The grove, as quiet as the grave.

THE MEDIUM & AMBROSE

Lost, lurching through the emptiness.

LEONA

Looming trees—

THE MEDIUM & AMBROSE

Haunted by her opal eyes, even in this dim.

Blockaded

by venom, dolor, remorse.

Silence is the sound of a heart

growing cold.

As the mountain

throws its shadow

across the grove.

Hemlock fading,

birdsong flown,

shrouding

the silence of the sky’s

dissolving

as I fall into the arms

of unending dark—

Written by: Christopher Cerrone, Stephanie Fleischmann

In a Grove: Scene 7, The Murdered Man, Channeled by a Medium (feat. John Taylor Ward; Chuanyuan Liu; Andrew Turner; Lindsay Kesselman)

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