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Fern:
Sense. Feeling. Memory. So much of it, and so much light and warmth and life. I could feel it all, all around me, in vast extent, and it all felt new and strange. Even as I remembered much of this the same as when living before, I didn't relate to it. The memories were there, supposedly mine, but they were just memories, same as the infinite multitude of others I had absorbed over the ages.
No, this was different. These feelings, this sense, this space, it was all mine, in the now, with all of the past, present and future before me to be discovered... all mine. I felt like I could do anything, and this scared me. I knew that I felt like I could do anything, and this terrified me. And I felt myself terrified... and this, above all else, reassured me. It centered me, this terror, and in time, it became the entirety of my world, focusing on my fear, fear that I only recognised for what it was from what I had felt vicariously in the many souls that had already come to me, but something that I have never felt before myself...
I do not know how long I lay there, centered in my terror, surrounded by light, by so much everything and not daring to look at it, to touch it, to acknowledge its existence...
And then a goat crashed in through the window, showering broken glass everywhere.
Tree
Kidnapping
Cleaning
- scrub scrub*
- scritttch*
- explode*
- streeeetch*
- creeeEEEEEEEk*
- screeEEEEAAAAAAAAAK*
- dash*
- bash*
Story setup
Introduction
Dilemmas
INT. Shahanna hallway - day
Fern is walking down muttering to herself.
FERN I must tell them... No, I cannot... But I must tell someone... But them? Someone... Why? Why tell anyone? I must! No, I cannot tell them...
NATHAN Eh, tell whom what?
FERN (startled) Erm, Nathan... do you make a habit of loitering outside of bathrooms?
NATHAN Only when someone hogs them for the past HALF HOUR.
MAYA (inside) Agh! Go away!
FERN Oh. I should probably come back later, then?
NATHAN You know, there are two other bathrooms.
FERN Then why are you loitering outside this one?
NATHAN It... I left... I mean... He turns red.
FERN Aaaah, machinations of the male psyche. Intriguing.
NATHAN Bloody hell, woman, no!
Yasa walks up behind him.
YASA Nay-nay-chan... I'd have thought you would know better. Really, trying to peek on a girl as she -
NATHAN Agh, shut it!
YASA Seriously. You take me for an unserious, a flutterby of butterflies, a... um... unserious thing?
NATHAN Er... sorry?
YASA Yeah, I totally forgot what I was going to say there. </screenplay>
Hams
INT. Sarathi camp - night
Most of the party is trying to sleep. Nathan is glumly sitting an insomniac watch. Yasa gets up and wanders off, and Maya does the same, but in a different direction.
Maya pokes around, looks in various rooms, exploring. She finds one full of fanged hams.
MAYA Yay! Magic food!
MAYA (half singing) Oooh, magical food. Wonder what it tastes like... perhaps it can turn me into a mutant! A... vegetarian mutant, because it would be cannibalism to eat ham. And there's no meat out there besides ham, of course. Or does magical ham eat ham? Perhaps they eat regular ham? But wouldn't that still be cannibalism?
She smiles to herself.
MAYA Well, now I'm curious! But how to find out...? And I still wonder what it tastes like.
The hams start sqlorsh/sqrawing toward her.
MAYA Oh... well. Let's see, now.
She picks up two nearby ones.
MAYA Excuse me Mr. and Mrs. Magical Ham, I just need you for a little experiment. That's fine by you, right?
She grins, nods what might be the head of one of them, and answers for it in a play-voice.
MAYA 'Of course, dear, go right ahead.'
Maya tries to feed the hams to each other. One of them tries to bite her and succeeds in smacking her in the face. She flails and drops the hams.
MAYA Oweee!
Maya stares pointedly at the one, then at the other. The entire horde starts coming toward her again, so Maya grabs a piece of smashed door and swings at them; a few go flying but seem unharmed.
MAYA Eee?
As Maya turns and runs away screaming, the hams give chase.
INT. Sarathi temple - night
Yasa enters a large hall that may be a temple, full of cat images.
YASA Someone really likes cats... Midriin, Araktil, Lissal... Kiria... (she smiles) Ah, hello, Shakhi...
LOKSHMI appears behind her.
LOKSHMI What, no hello for me?
YASA
(turning)
Er...
Hi?
Where are you?
LOKSHMI (pointing toward the end of the hall) Down there.
YASA Lokshmi, three-tailed, keeper of secrets, the glimmer of death, a destroyer at heart... you are the goddess of the night, of fury, frozen fire, memory, past, revenge...
LOKSHMI You surprise me, lady butterfly. Are you generally so versed in the gods of far off worlds?
YASA Nope! But Fern seemed to like you.
LOKSHMI Fern... she isn't with you.
YASA No.
INT. Sarathi camp
Maya runs, screaming, into camp chased by a horde of fanged hams and then tries to lead them through the fire.
PERCY Oh, this again...
ALEXIS Again? Does your sister make a habit of being chased by hams, then?
Maya makes another pass through the fire.
PERCY Well... no, but Maya's always had a weak spot for ham?
Lokshmi and Yasa enter.
LOKSHMI Enough! Down, hams!
The hams obey and stop.
LOKSHMI Well, well. You and yours really are full of surprises, Lady Birdwing.
Darren startles awake and looks blearily at the hams and then goes back to sleep.
YASA Yeah, but I believe the proper word is 'issues'. We have issues.
Maya carefully picks up a ham with a pair of chopsticks, then casually pokes another ham with it. She grins, roasts them both, and starts eating one.
MAYA Isn't it nice being eaten, Mrs. Magical Ham? (singsong, waggling its 'head') 'Oh yes, dear, we do love providing little girls with proper protein.' You taste deliciously, too! 'Oh, that's sweet of you, dear.'
LOKSHMI I see. </screenplay>
LOKSHMI
(to Alexis)
For a paladin, you choose interesting company. Willingly travelling with the chaotic evil?
ALEXIS Those two? Please. The only reason they ended up 'evil' was becasue 'lazy moron' wasn't an allignment option.
YASA (imitating Darren) 'Throllog smash stuff good! Throllog beat you! Graaaw!'
she eyes Alexis suspiciously.
Wait, are you calling me a lazy moron?
Nathan and Percy exchange looks.
ALEXIS (smiling) Someone had to keep them out of trouble.
LOKSHMI (she nods) Know this.
Your characters hail from Hakeris Veroun, but this is Arikdirin Vak. You will find little respite here should you try to pursue their pasts.
ALEXIS And these are...
NATHAN Universes?
LOKSHMI Yes.
I can tell you this, for what little good it may do you: here, it is Ajirad and Irundha of Arikdirin Vak who reign king of the sandcastle. Be wary of them, for they do not abide by the same standards of mercy as your own Karamah of Lijria Savai.
MAYA King.
ALEXIS These are all kings?
LOKSHMI It is what we call them. Madmen named and charged with the protection of all that is, of all that we have and are. We may venerate these kings, we may curse them, we may ignore them outright, but they are always there.
MAYA (playing with a ham) Except when they're not.
LOKSHMI We are barred from those worlds.
MAYA (ventriloquising the ham) We are barred from those worlds.
LOKSHMI Cute.
MAYA (brightening) Aren't they?
Cell
INT. Cell) Yasa, Maya, and Nathan are sitting in a cell. A GUARD is standing guard outside.
YASA I'm bored.
MAYA I'm bored.
YASA Bored.
MAYA Very bored.
Nathan glowers at them from the other bed.
YASA Incredibly bored. she picks up a pebble.
MAYA Astoundingly bored. also picks up a pebble, and bounces it off the guard's head
This is boring.
The Guard he stops, turns, and thumps on the bars for emphasis.
{{line..Guard) Will you shut up?!
The guard then moves further away, out of range.
MAYA Still boring.
YASA Boring.
MAYA Boring.
NATHAN The bloody hell'd you do that for?
MAYA Was boring.
YASA You have a better idea?
Maya picks up another pebble and looks at it, considering.
Face off
Space between space, time between time) Fern and Irundha float in the void.
FERN Alright, you have my attention. What is it that you want?
{{line..Irundha) The same thing as you want.
FERN A bucket-full of muffins?
{{line..Irundha) To exist.
FERN Oh, well. That's boring.
{{line..Irundha) Do you not value existence?
FERN Of course. But that does not devalue the alternative. The lack, the absense, the death that gives life meaning...
{{line..Irundha) As is my domain... tell me. Where does the valued go with this?
FERN Around?
Just live a little, Irundha. We're all so terrible at it, but when we do, it's grand.
The two dark sisters stare each other down.
FERN Well, this is awkward.
{{line..Irundha) (shaking her head) Existence was like a walking purgatory for you...
Neither dead nor alive, never feeling a thing...
Just existing.
Existing.
FERN Things change.
{{line..Irundha) Do they? FERN Things are how they are. They will always will be how... however they are. At the time.
There is no better or worse, but there is change.
{{line..Irundha) Then how can you possibly condone change? Or action? Or do anything at all?
FERN Without words, of course. Is is, but that don't make it right, and just because there ain't not such thing as right don't mean you can't want right when it ain't there. Any goat could tell you that.
Bathrooms
YASA It's like bathrooms. Erm, public bathrooms - restrooms... with the stalls. she gestures to indicate the spacing People walk in and use the one on the end because they think it won't be as well used. Except enough people figure that that one won't be used and use it that it actually ends up the most used, you know? gesturing in the opposite direction So flip it around. Figure that people will figure it won't be used and use it, and so choose the one in the middle, instead. Except what if enough people figure that, then maybe using the ones on the end wouldn't be such a bad idea afterwards... but what if they figure that -
ALEXIS (cutting her off) Yasa, people don't generally think that much.
YASA (after a pause) What, am I not a person?
DARREN Clearly not.
Phone call
INT. A cluttered room) time=Day) A sleeping woman, {{cap) Fern, is sprawled on a sofa with three cats sitting on her. A laptop is open on the end table, on which the following conversation is shown:
- (10:32:22) {{cap)
Alebran D'tariel: Poke
- (10:32:23) {{cap)
Nobody: Auto-reply: wut
- (11:04:18) {{cap)
Alebran D'tariel: Poke
- (11:04:18) {{cap)
Nobody: Auto-reply: wut
- (11:18:46) {{cap)
Alebran D'tariel: Poke
- (11:18:46) {{cap)
Nobody: Auto-reply: wut
- (12:20:01) {{cap)
Alebran D'tariel: Poke
- (12:20:02) {{cap)
Nobody: Auto-reply: wut
- (12:52:50) {{cap)
Alebran D'tariel: Poke
- (12:52:51) {{cap)
Nobody: Auto-reply: wut
- (13:18:56) {{cap)
Alebran D'tariel: Poke
- (13:18:56) {{cap)
Nobody: Auto-reply: wut
Fern sits up partially, dislodging two cats, and, upon seeing the screen, pulls it toward her and types:
- (13:19:16) {{cap)
Nobody: WHAT!
The response appears:
- (13:19:32) {{cap)
Alebran D'tariel: PUT ON YOUR TARGED HEADSET, WOMAN!
With a groan, she sits up entirely and unmutes the headset already on her head.
FERN (yelling as loudly as she can into the mic with another cat still sitting on her) What?!
{{line..Alebran) (Over the headset) You suck.
FERN
(She pauses, rubbing her eye.)
Huh?
You spent the past three hours poking me to tell me that, of all things?
{{line..Alebran) You really suck?
FERN Are you... entirely aware what 'suck' means?
{{line..Alebran) Legs?
FERN What?
{{line..Alebran)
(He mumbles incoherently)
Sorry, uh, translator may have miscallibrated again.
What I meant to say was that you're very wonderful and benevolent and glorious and adjective and are you busy tonight?
FERN
Er...
Alebran, darling, I know you're dense, but it's been over a year. Couldn't you at least say 'hi' before propositioning me?
she pushes a cat away
It's only being proper.
{{line..Alebran) Hi.
A silence ensues, during which the cats return to Fern's couch, lap, and shoulder, making themselves comfortable.
FERN (She pinches her nose) Hello. How are you?
{{line..Alebran) I'm not dead.
FERN Yes...
Another silence passes, this time punctuated by the shoulder cat falling off, catching a claw in Fern's shoulder on the way down.
FERN (she yelps
{{line..Alebran) What?
FERN Cat, sorry. Gods, Alebran, you utterly suck at this.
{{line..Alebran) What?
FERN Conversing. Like a normal person. Were I clever, I could make a joke right now about you not knowing what a normal person is, but it would be entirely lost upon you anyway.
{{line..Alebran) No, I know what normal people are. They're like the folks whose house I've been sneaking into to use their bathroom while they're not looking.
FERN And that's just not normal.
{{line..Alebran) Hey, that's why I need you to come by, help me recover my own bathroom. Please?
FERN Alebran, I've got goats.
{{line..Alebran) Please, Sadzi? You're my only hope. Seriously, their bath salts are driving me nuts.
FERN Uh... she pauses, pinching the bridge of her nose Y'all right, fine. But you'd better not pull anything too weird. And I really do need to feed the goats first.
{{line..Alebran) You're the best not dead ex-girlfriend I never had.
Wall
EXT. Terras street) time=Day) FERN and ALEBRAN lean over a fence by one of the neighbours' houses, chatting.
{{line..Alebran) It's over. It's all over... we put that behind us. No more saving the world, no more fighting for survival. He gestures grandly I am here and I am now and my most pressing concern is whether or not to get a dog.
FERN Ah, you watched it.
{{line..Alebran)
Eyup. Good show.
I really am considering a dog, though.
FERN Three heads, max, or I'll sic my cat on you.
{{line..Alebran) Which one?
FERN The scary one.
{{line..Alebran) Er... why?
FERN I... I promised your neighbours you'd tone it down.
{{line..Alebran) Well, that was dumb.
FERN (She sighs) Yes.
Vacuum cleaner
FERN Dildos?
YASA
Pfft, dildos... if you want to just stick something in you, it's not so incredibly difficult to pick up some guy in a bar and stick him in you, you know. Just make sure he understands condoms and even the texture is about the same. Cheaper too, really.
But that's the thing, right? If you're just you, why would you stick some little thing inside yourself? Sure, that's what sex involves, but if you just want pleasure there's no need for any of that squelchy stuff. Skip that, right? Straight to the orgasm.
Nathan starts to enter, then just stops in the doorway and stares. The two women haven't noticed him yet.
FERN (looking slightly amused) Would it creep you out if I said I knew exactly where you're going with this, how you came to this conclusion, and that I utterly agree despite not being entirely sure what a 'vacuum cleaner' is?
YASA What... she stares at Fern I... Yes, it most certainly would.
NATHAN (he blinks) Vacuum cleaner?
They don't hear him.
FERN Then I did not say that.
YASA Actually, that's...
FERN (brightly) Please continue.
YASA You know what? Just... she takes a step backwards How could you possibly know that?
FERN I know too much.
YASA How much?
FERN A few things. A lot of things. Most things, really. Not quite everything, though, and a lot of it hasn't happened yet, and some of it isn't real, and almost none of it is any use at all, really...
she trails off, her mind clearly elsewhere
NATHAN What did I just... he stops, the strangest expression on his face
{{Line) Yasa) (turning red) Whoopsie.
FERN (she turns toward Nathan) Nathan, do you have a vacuum cleaner?
NATHAN That's just... I was just... I mean... He sputters I... I was just leaving. he gestures back toward the door Outward. Yes.
Nathan hastily turns around and leaves.
Wandering
EXT. Street) time=Night
FERN (walking, looking around twitchily)
I queried the Madness. 0 rows returned. Opening the black box for the third time, the empty heart is stolid.
This is the place to be for the end of the world show.
{{line..Hobo) (backing away) You ain't right.
FERN (still walking) Ain't right. Ain't right. World for the ain't right. This is what it says, you know. This is all what it says, and the Apheori said she knew your heart, but I cannot say it for fear of shivers. Whispers in winds.
It helps, you know. Saying things. Repeating things. Old thoughts. Old memories. Throw off the dark man in the open cloud. He's young. Doesn't see. Doesn't remember. Doesn't understand. It's all mad to him.
There's solace in madness.
Solace in madness.
EXT. Field)
time=Day)
Fern is standing in the grass a few hundred feet away from the road. Nathan has parked his car nearby upon finding her.
NATHAN
(picking his way through the grass; he yells)
Fern?
FERN (staring off into the clouds) Tell me.
Do you believe in demons?
Audience
INT. Office) Fern and Nathan stand before the desk of the High Priest of the One.
{{line..Declien) (hiding annoyance at their unexpected arrival) Welcome, my child. What brings you to the Sahada?
FERN I come seeking your help.
{{line..Declien) Of course. If any of the God's children seek, we will -
FERN It is no small favour I ask. She takes off her mask.
{{line..Declien) paren) starts) What...
FERN I have a demon within me. It has resisted all standard attempts to remove it thus far, and it is all I can do to keep it... suppressing the thing is becoming more difficult with every expiring moment. Please. Can you help?
{{line..Declien) How?
FERN I believe it is called an exorcism?
{{line..Declien) I mean how are you keeping control of so powerful a being?
FERN Cheating.
{{line..Declien) Cheating?
FERN Long story. Suffice to say this should have been able to happen, but my curiosity got the better of me and now here I am, barking mad and with an even madder entity trying to up and be me.
Like it ever could be me.
{{line..Declien) Just how long has this entity... possessed you?
FERN Approximately three weeks, two days, eighteen hours and twenty-seven minutes.
NATHAN Been counting?
FERN It's helped my concentration.
{{line..Declien) And now you... want an exorcism.
FERN I want you to try.
{{line..Declien) Well... He takes a deep breath. We will do what we can, by the grace of the God.
Why, though? Why come to us? You do not follow the God.
FERN Follow is such an ambiguous word. I do not worship your God, or any, it is true, but that is simply the way of my people. We know what they are and what they stand for, and even, for that matter, what they sometimes dredge up. What you might call their demons.
I suspect this is one of them.
NATHAN Just tell me you haven't dated the God and I'll be happy.
FERN Er.
{{line..Declien) Explain.
NATHAN She's kind of...
FERN Though I prevent the demon from acting, from affecting the outside world, it is in essence trapped within my mind. It can see through my eyes and hear through my ears and it knows my thoughts as soon as I do... and visa versa. It speaks to me, rants, rails, intimations and offerings... anything to disrupt my concentration, for that is all that holds it back...
It has mentioned names, many of them, but two stand out: Karamah, whom it reviles, and one with which it seems to call itself. You may recognise it.
Ephaeriod.
{{line..Declien) Eph... do you realise what you are saying?
FERN Yes.
It is why I have come to you specifically.
NATHAN Fern, why didn't you say something?
I mean... you said it was...
That's not just a demon. If the name is right, you've got the bloody demon of demons trapped in your pretty little head!
FERN Yes... and let me tell you, it is not happy about that.
NATHAN Bloody pissed, I rather imagine.
FERN If it could, it would destroy you all just to hurt me... destroy everything I hold dear.
{{line..Declien) (standing) Demons seek harm the faithful for the impact they would have on the God. That this one would so go after you is unusual.
FERN (smiling, standing unsteadily) You must admit, it does have a certain style.
NATHAN Oh, bloody hell, woman, you really did date him, didn't you?
Declien stares at Nathan.
NATHAN (wincing) Hey, Father Declien, please. Do what you can. {{line..Declien) Right. Come to the Basilica of Akina in two hours.
EXT. Street)
They step outside and then both try to speak at the same time.
FERN Nathan...
NATHAN Look...
Eh... sorry. You were saying?
FERN No, what were you going to say?
NATHAN Just say it, love.
FERN No, no... by all means, speak your mind.
NATHAN Well, I suppose we could spend the next two hours arguing about who should speak first...
FERN Mmmm... well in hand with the spirit of wasting time.
Nathan, just spit it out.
NATHAN Oh, well... eh... bloody hell. Now I forgot what I was going to say.
FERN Oh.
NATHAN So, er... how's the demon?
FERN It's deploring muffins.
I'm wholeheartedly agreeing just to throw it off.
NATHAN Okay, you're... you're just weird. I know I've said that before, but 'sa truth.
FERN Raight, Nathan. I think I should tell you... She tries to lift her foot; it's stuck. Though... She tries again.
tries harder.
NATHAN ...Fern?
FERN I think my foot is stuck.
NATHAN Eh, I can see that.
FERN I mean... really stuck. She tries a yank, to no effect.
NATHAN (taking off his backpack) Hold on.
FERN (stops struggling) Hmm?
NATHAN going through his bag) Ah, here we go. he pulls out a large crowbar.
Nathan jams the crowbar under and frees Fern's foot.
FERN You came... prepared.
NATHAN (stuffing the crowbar back into his bag) I got the idea from you.
So what were you saying?
FERN
Um... well. This won't reassure you at all. This whole... experience...
Nathan, I may not survive this. I also know that theoretically, I could... remove the thing myself, but in the process irrevocable damage to... er... equilibriums of things may occur, and I cannot take the risk, not for so few, nor for any number of, er, really.
So if and when the thing finally does break free, it will do what it can to punish me for the inconvenience.
I don't intend to let it, but...
NATHAN But what?
FERN Kill me first. I will be able to die without any lasting damage, and in truth it is not something I have ever experienced first hand, so it should prove quite interesting...
NATHAN (taking a step back) I can't do that.
FERN I'm not mortal, Nathan. I cannot truly die, not in the sense that most folks eventually do. Not anymore.
Not again.
Ritual
EXT./INT. Basilica of Akina) time=day) Nathan and Fern approach the basilica near dusk. Long shadows come up to meet them, and gargoyles stare down.
NATHAN Well, that's... uh... inviting.
FERN (taking his arm) C'mon, dear. Our utter doom awaits.
They enter. Inside, several priests are loitering about the walls, and four stand around a circle chalked in the center. The High Priest Declien stand behind it. He gestures them forward, toward the circle.
Fern steps into it, while Nathan takes a seat nearby. The four priests chain an unresisting Fern down and then start doing suspicious things with sand.
She lifts a manacled hand enough to bonk on an invisible barrier that has formed over the circle.
FERN Neat!
{{line..Declien) Do you know the dangers involved in undergoing such a ritual?
FERN (she grins) Do you know the dangers involved in not? 'Sides, I've got know when to stop exercising my demons.
{{line..Declien) Um... right. Ephaeriod, can you hear this?
Fern bows her head.
{{line..Ephaeriod) (speaking through Fern) I hear you, mortal. A prison upon prisons? Do you know who I am?
FERN (silently) You cannot act, little demon, yet you still goad them... intriguing.
NATHAN Should we care?
{{line..Ephaeriod) Should you? Do you care that this woman you call a friend has been lying to you? Do you know who it is that you call 'friend'?
NATHAN Should I?
{{line..Ephaeriod) Insolence.
NATHAN Thank you.
{{line..Declien) Enough, Ephaeriod. We do not fear you, nor what you can do. We are here only to remove you from this... one.
{{line..Ephaeriod) You stop calling her child... do you care to hear her real name?
Fern stiffens, then reasserts control.
NATHAN Real name?
FERN I have several.
NATHAN Really, I never would have guessed.
FERN Some are kind of... embarrassing.
NATHAN Dogbother?
{{Block) Chanting rises around them.
{{line..Declien) (to Fern) You must place this -
FERN I already wear the symbol of the One.
{{line..Declien) All this time?
FERN It angered it. It seemed appropriate.
{{line..Declien) Only anger? Then you truly have no room in your heart for the God.
FERN (hurt) Don't say that.
The chanting and crap rises. There is a valiant and slightly overdramatic struggle for control, then Ephaeriod takes over. Declient moves forward and chants over Fern/Ephaeriod, sprinkling sparkly stuff on them.
{{line..Ephaeriod) (rising) Fool mortals. You cannot defeat me.
Nathan can't take it anymore and bursts out laughing at the sheer over-the-topness of it all.
{{line..Kharamah) But I can.
Nathan starts choking and nearly falls out of his seat. The coughing goes on for awhile before Declien smacks him.
NATHAN Sorry.
Kharamah and Ephaeriod stare at him expressionlessly for a moment, then turn toward each other.
{{line..Kharamah) (to Fern) Hello, Amadi...
{{line..Ephaeriod) Amadi is dead. This one shall soon die as well.
NATHAN Hrrk.
{{line..Ephaeriod) (to Nathan) You have something to say?
NATHAN Grrokle.
{{line..Kharamah) So it is.
NATHAN Nrrng?
{{line..Kharamah) We shall see.
NATHAN Grrk.
{{line..Kharamah) You will leave this woman's mind, Ephaeriod.
{{line..Ephaeriod) It is no longer hers. She has surrendered -
NATHAN
(croaking)
Yeah. Totally. Surrendered.
He takes a deep breath.
She fell asleep, you idiot. She finally got somewhere where she deemed you couldn't do any real damage and now she's taking a much-needed nap.
{{line..Ephaeriod) The mortal thinks it knows what it cannot comprehend...
NATHAN Yeah. That's it exactly. Of course. You win. Zombiebaron is the prizes.
{{line..Kharamah) Ephaeriod.
Leave.
There is a definite sigh in the air, and Fern collapses. Nathan stares at her.
{{line..Kharamah) Her life is her own again. Nathan Felwood, you will tell her it need not be so that the bindings hold. She is not who she was, nor are we all, and the others have long forgiven her. Amadi, the Dark Sister, your Fern, may act and be welcome.
NATHAN May what now?
{{line..Kharamah) She will understand.
Kharamah disappears, and the room returns to a slightly more normal state, though a somewhat more apparently exhausted one.
A loud snore erupts from Fern.
{{line..Declien)
Well, that... was different.
NATHAN For us, not so much.
One of the priests moves to unchain Fern and kick aside the sand.
{{line..Declien) (he pauses) I don't even want to know.
Nathan snorts with laughter.
INT. Airplane)
Fern and Nathan are going home.
NATHAN (nudges Fern) The Mathesian God is Kharamah, no?
FERN Mmm.
NATHAN But there's no reference to a name in anything of the religion on this world. Is there a reason for that, or is it just something that happened, never really relevant?
FERN Oh, there is definitely a reason.
NATHAN Really. Care to share? And who is... who was Amadi, anyway?
FERN She was the cat in the first story of the Book of Nightmares. Or one of the cats... I suspect there have been many; most of the splits happened well after all of that.
NATHAN Most of?
FERN (smiles and turns away) Now, now, Nathan. Best not go prying too far into the affairs of immortals. You may not like what you find. Or who you wind up by the end.
New Game
Shahanna living room) Yasa, Nathan, Darren, Alexis, Percy, Fern are once again sitting around the coffee table drinking tea and eating dumplings, while Fern tries to find notes on her laptop.
ALEXIS (over her tea) So just what did happen? Out with it.
NATHAN (rolls eyes) We went and had a plot.
YASA What, you were plotting?
NATHAN A story. You know.
YASA (grinning) The horror...
FERN Yeah, and I think I lost my notes... sorry.
NATHAN How do you lose your notes? Just open a terminal and type locate... eh, some word in them.
FERN Well...
If I knew how...
Open a terminal?
NATHAN ...nevermind.
What OS are you running, anyway?
FERN OS?
NATHAN Oper... nevermind.
FERN What?
