An animated musical
Free version of “Cinderella”, “Snow White” and “Little Red hood”.
A Gustavo Palacios Pilo´s book
Troy´s home. In a dark space, Troy faces Numa´s figure which, as a mirror, copies every one of his movements and gestures.
Numa / Troy:
This forest jewel
Is of sensual steel
The stone will turn to crystal
When the beautiful blade cuddles.
White rose petal skin
Elder lake glance
The jewel is in the woods
And will give me glory.
Warm rose petal skin
Glance of the new world
The jewel is in the forest
And this rose is going to wrap it.
Satu sleeps in the middle of a blurry dream where some backlit figures show up moving towards her. Umiko´s figure is barely perceived differentiated in middle of the mass. Numa, further away, seems to be lifting a sword in the air. The assembly banishes with a muffled rumor and two sonorous laughter break Umiko´s image. Laughing while pushing and spreading stuff Ingrid and Iverna enters the house.
Troy: Satu, this house is a mess and the apples spread out over the floor are really disgusting.
Ingrid: Here´s the basket!
Iverna: Satu, why did you steal my scarf?
Satu: I didn´t…
Troya: Your mother must have taught that child that stealing is an ugly custom.
Satu: I didn´t steal that scarf.
Ingrid: It was the ghost then.
Iverna: Satu cleans so badly that even ghosts remain stick to their room!
Troy: My snow child is so smart.
Ingrid: I love her acid humor.
Iverna: And I love your fashion sense.
Troy: Fortunately, this family loves each other endearingly. Satu, take that basket out of my sight now and bring it to your grandmother Ismelda at her home. It will increase the liquor provision for the Spring ball. And she will be delighted of tasting them all, of course.
Satu: Alright, tomorrow after going to the fair…
Troy: Did I say “tomorrow? Did someone hear “tomorrow”?
Iverna: Tomorrow, tomorrow, tomorrow…
Ingrid: Her mother should have taught that child that lying is a bad custom.
Troy: When I command something I don´t want it to be tomorrow or any other day. I want it now, Satu.
Satu: Is just that… if you asked me… with some extra time…
Troy: Ask? What an insulting word. The holy ask, and the devoted ones. I command you Satu, and I don´t expect excuses.
Ingrid: The gift…
Troy recieves a huge red apple half-wrapped in brown paper from Ingrid, and gives it to Satu with particular delicacy.
Troy: Oh… and this gift… is for Satu. The path to the woods is long and rugged…and sooner or later you will need to stop for eating and sleeping. Take it with you Satu…and enjoy it.
Satu: It seems that it will rain.
Iverna: Take your hood.
Ingrid: And jump over the puddles.
Iverna: Oh, such happyness.
A deaf thunder sounds. Satu finishes cleaning the mess of her stepsisters while they sing in their room. It´s meekly raining. Satu puts on her red hood, take the apples basket and takes the roads of the industrial forest.
Woods interior. Fog and smoke. Some wild flowers hovers from the petrified tree logs covered in scrap and rotten Wood. The ground seems to be splashed with metal compost. From the shadows, another voice sings “Kiss the rain” with muffled sobs. Satu spots Alycia all dressed up in white and seemengly disoriented in a corner.
Satu: Are you hurt?
Alycia: Is there any time?
Alycia: You know if there´s any time?
Satu: Time for what?
Alycia: You don´t know that either. There isn´t any time then. I´m leaving.
Alycia: Why not?
Satu: Because I want to help you.
Alycia: I don´t think you could. Or could you? I have lost my brother and I must find him now… before it´s too late. But it´s dark and I don´t know if taking this road or the other. It´s urgent! Will you help me?
Satu: But I don´t know anything about your brother.
Alycia: I´ll take this road and you´ll take the other.
Satu: And where will we meet?
Alycia: I can´t answer that. There´s no time! I´ll go there and you´ll go there…or it will happen that…!
They both start running compulsively through opposite sides. Alycia disappears soon and Satu falls through a flimsy path. Dark. The falling feeling is spectacular. Then, a deep silence, only broken by the river rumor.
© Gustavo L.S. Palacios 2013
© Mítica Un Musical Animado 2013