FADE IN
EXT. THERMISKYRA VILLAGE - DAY
The peaceful village of Thermiskyra. A village where love
and harmony are hard at work.
As THE CAMERA travels through the village we see scenes of
tranquility, but not without readiness, as various weapons
casually lying around would imply.
A dog or two sleeps lazily in the sun.
Chickens and ducks scratch around the grounds.
Pigs, cattle and horses are munching contentedly in pens.
Villagers are happily going about routine daily tasks.
A TEACHER, sitting, is surrounded by MALE children.
TEACHER
...30 sun cycles equal one moon.
Twelve of which, in turn are a full
season. When you talk about the
age of woman or man you talk in age
of seasons......
THE CAMERA travels past this group to another. This group
consists of all men working on a loom and some pottery.
Then on to a group of women. They are not engaged in any
particular activity other than talking.
One woman, MIKALETA, tall with long black hair, is doing most
of the talking.
MIKALETA
..big cat was stalking the deer and
I knew he would go in for the kill
when it reached the open plain. The
only course of action for dinner
that night would be to swear to the
sword of Diana that I would not let
this beast.......
THE CAMERA moves on. We become more aware of the weapons
stacked around the village.
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Long strong bows with quivers stocked full of arrows. Huge
malevolent looking double-edged swords and distinctive ivy
shaped shields, and wicked looking long thin javelins stacked
in tepee-like fashion.
Again, THE CAMERA happens upon a group of children being
taught by ANOTHER TEACHER. This time the group of children
are all FEMALE.
ANOTHER TEACHER
....and the legend concludes that
the Sword of Diana was lost for all
time in her final battle with all
the world's elements....
A little 6 year old GIRL jumps up.
GIRL
I know, I know what they were....
The Land, Fire, Water and Air..
TEACHER
That's right. It was the mightiest
battle of all and Diana was....
THE CAMERA moves on.
It is strange as we travel around to different groups or
individuals that the men seem to be happily occupied in what
we would normally think of as women's tasks, i.e. basket
weaving, washing, child care and education. The women seem
to be engaged in horseplay, re-fighting long-ago battles,
stringing or sharpening weapons; the traditional roles of
men.
One hut stands out among the rest. It is the village
leaders' hut. In front of the hut stand two women in
conversation.
The older of the women, ANTIOPE, in her mid-to- late forties
is tall and very beautiful.
The other, a mid- twenties strawberry blond, with long
flowing hair and the face and body of a goddess. This is
AMRITA.
At her feet lays a massive, WOLF.
ANTIOPE
...danger only lies in Satianne's
power. But Laquia weighs mightily
the counsel of Ndoni.
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AMRITA
I agree, Antiope. I only wish that
Ndoni had more control of
Satianne's wanderings. I don't
feel that our village is safe when
Ndoni takes the "Journeys" leaving
Satianne to ....
THE CAMERA moves on again. The forest sounds up to this
point have been natural and tranquil - birds, insects,
breezes, rustling leaves and quiet conversations all mingling
to create a sublime picture of peace and harmony. We have
traveled through almost all of the small village and returned
to the Teacher teaching the boy children. He rises to his
feet and jams a long staff into the ground.
TEACHER
...one of you now look at the
shadow of the staff and tell us how
much longer we will have the light
from the fire from above for
this.....
Suddenly the forest is silent. The various villagers become
instantly alert.
Before anyone can react an arrow strikes the Teacher in the
chest. He falls dead amongst the children.
The village goes instantly to arms, but, it is the women that
bear them, while the men attempt to herd the children to
safety.
The attackers stay hidden in the forest for the time being.
They let loose a fusillade of arrows and spears that are
devastating to the people of the village.
The women of the village take cover and fight back as best
they can.
We do not see the attackers but we hear screams as some
returned arrows find marks.
Antiope takes charge. She gestures to where she wants the
different units.
ANTIOPE
JAVELINS AND BOWS, TO THE CENTER!
SWORDS! TO THE FLANKS!
to be continued...
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