Most respect, and thank you for the critique. Here a bit more, I hope it isn't too long. My native tongue is not English, and I am writing it for directing by myself, so it may be hard for others to understand it all.
[FONT="]EXT. TALL CITY STRONGHOLD GROUNDS – DAY[/FONT]
[FONT="]MONTAGE AND SONG: The exchange of Cuillaume and QUENBY[/FONT][FONT="].[/FONT]
[FONT="]As the two-year-old Cuillaume is about to leave from the stronghold grounds with Ode to the country hut, Kimbery runs closer.[/FONT]
[FONT="] KIMBERY[/FONT]
[FONT="] (calling)[/FONT]
Your majestiii-ii, your majestiii-ii.
[FONT="]Same song continues later:[/FONT]
(whispering)
[FONT="] He must have this, Raven brought [/FONT]
[FONT="] it to him year ago.[/FONT]
[FONT="]King Estmund is just speechless, standing by, looking at his tragedy. [/FONT]
[FONT="] ODE[/FONT]
[FONT="] Yes Kimbery, he will need that, yes, [/FONT]
[FONT="] and he will also need all of this.[/FONT]
[FONT="]Beckons to the horse and a wagon filled with a whole load of household articles, gets on top of the load. [/FONT]
[FONT="]King Estmund accepts the toddler, Quenby, from Fay, holding her on his arms.[/FONT]
[FONT="] FAY[/FONT]
[FONT="] Ode, I will come to visit at times.[/FONT]
[FONT="] ODE[/FONT]
[FONT="](carelessly)[/FONT]
[FONT="] Gee! Gee![/FONT]
[FONT="] (to Cuillaume)[/FONT]
[FONT="] Get on or walk, it is up to you.[/FONT]
[FONT="]EXT. VILLAGE - DAY[/FONT]
[FONT="]Prince Cuillaume, discovers his new way of life in a poor cotter ODE’s home. Ode is fully content with the return exchange: he has food and money now in abundance, but people he still doesn’t care for, don’t miss Quenby or care for Cuillaume.[/FONT]
EXT. TALL CITY, CITY GATE - DAY
Cotter’s daughter, S1cont Quenby, grows three years in the kings palace and sleeps in the royal cradle on silk pillows, between silk sheets until one day Gwendamort in dark gray robe comes to collect his pay in a black fancy chariot with six black fillies harnessed in front.
FAY
We have not even had enough
time to think of a name for him,
yet. . . How can we give. . .
Fay croaks, then chirps and twitters to her child.
KING ESTMUND
(interrupting)
We will take care of that. Don’t you
worry too much. Fay, Fay...
FAY
(crying, running after, to herself)
Quenby, ...Quenby is the name...
(falling, weeping)
Quenby......
[FONT="]Quenby chirps and twitters back. Fay sends another twitter. [/FONT]
[FONT="]Gwendamort[/FONT][FONT="] leaves with the girl knowing of the change, but not letting it show. The Aasa king is very glad that his deception had come off, and celebrates his victory. He gives presents describe to, Fay and Ode, the parents of the girl, so that his son is comfortably off and lacks nothing in their cottage. [/FONT]
[FONT="]EXT. VILLAGE – DAY [/FONT]
[FONT="] S1cont:[/FONT]
[FONT="]SONG AND MONTAGE: As if she’s continuing from Cuillaume losing his sunstone to Ode. [/FONT][FONT="]Fay touches [/FONT][FONT="]Cuillaume[/FONT][FONT="]’s chest where the stone was. Eight years later, mother sits and embraces her only son, her adopted son who has grown up (18). Drifting in to thinking of her daughter.[/FONT]
[FONT="]FAY[/FONT]
[FONT="] (Sleepy)[/FONT]
[FONT="] Quenby, Quenby.[/FONT]
[FONT="] END SONG AND MONTAGE[/FONT]
[FONT="] MAC CUILLAUME[/FONT]
[FONT="] I am going to fight that ******* [/FONT]
[FONT="] now. I won’t wait for an hour. [/FONT]
[FONT="] You have kept secrets from me which [/FONT]
[FONT="] were not yours to keep. Yes, you [/FONT]
[FONT="] miss her, yet you don’t let me go [/FONT]
[FONT="] to save her. Why? I survived, and [/FONT]
[FONT="] I feel that Quenby is suffering, [/FONT]
[FONT="] she is suffering pains that I was [/FONT]
[FONT="] to bear.[/FONT]
[FONT="] FAY[/FONT]
[FONT="]You are my son even when you are [/FONT]
[FONT="]not my own. I don’t believe you [/FONT]
[FONT="]can change anything. You will be [/FONT]
[FONT="]cheated in to their traps.[/FONT]
[FONT="] MAC CUILLAUME[/FONT]
[FONT="] (Determined)[/FONT]
[FONT="] Good will prevail. I am willing [/FONT]
[FONT="] to perish with her, if it must be.[/FONT]
[FONT="] FAY[/FONT]
[FONT="] The wild force of the sun has [/FONT]
[FONT="] gotten in to you.[/FONT]
[FONT="] MAC CUILLAUME[/FONT]
[FONT="] I won’t rest before I have saved [/FONT]
[FONT="] the poor girl.[/FONT]
[FONT="] FAY[/FONT]
[FONT="] You don’t know what it means to [/FONT]
[FONT="] save anyone. Would you slow down [/FONT]
[FONT="] a bit, listen and learn.[/FONT]
[FONT="] MAC CUILLAUME[/FONT]
[FONT="] (upset)[/FONT]
[FONT="]Prince learns from the works of a [/FONT]
[FONT="]King, then he becomes a king. The [/FONT]
[FONT="]cotters son follows the cotter to [/FONT]
[FONT="]become a cotter. Can I not do better [/FONT]
[FONT="]then they? There is more to life and [/FONT]
[FONT="]I will find it; and Quenby may not [/FONT]
[FONT="]perish as a sacrifice for my sake.[/FONT]
[FONT="] EXT - GWENDAMORT ESTATE – NIGHT [/FONT]
[FONT="]Shadowy, figures are walking toward a small thatch roof hut and talk about Cuillaume.[/FONT]
[FONT="]HELLEN[/FONT]
[FONT="]The man has inherent power. There [/FONT]
[FONT="]is nothing that can stop us from [/FONT]
[FONT="]getting it. [/FONT]
[FONT="]HYLDA[/FONT]
[FONT="]We have something he wants. We just [/FONT]
[FONT="]give Cuillaume what he wants and then [/FONT]
[FONT="]hold them both. Ha-ha-ha-ha[/FONT]
[FONT="]FRIDISWID[/FONT]
[FONT="](Hastily)[/FONT]
[FONT="]What do we get when it is done? [/FONT]
[FONT="]HYLDA[/FONT]
[FONT="]Yeah, what do we get?[/FONT]
[FONT="]GWENDAMORT[/FONT]
[FONT="]Rich we are then Fridiswid, truly rich and [/FONT]
[FONT="]powerful, if we get through the [/FONT]
[FONT="]gate. But, you may not forget the[/FONT]
[FONT="]light in the darkness. [/FONT]
[FONT="]They stare at each other realizing the contradiction of their hopes. [/FONT]
[FONT="]GWENDAMORT[/FONT]
[FONT="](continuing)[/FONT]
[FONT="]What can we do? What can we do? [/FONT]
[FONT="]Hylda, what’s the plan? [/FONT]
[FONT="] INT. FOREST HUT - DAY [/FONT]
[FONT="] They step in to the hut.[/FONT]
[FONT="]Gwendamort follows and witches as Hellen brings nine different kinds ofmagic herbs from the barn ads some charmed salt to them and ties them up in a rag.[/FONT]
[FONT="] GWENDAMORT[/FONT]
[FONT="](continuing)[/FONT]
[FONT="] Girl you mess with powers greater [/FONT]
[FONT="] then you can imagine. Hellen, what is [/FONT]
[FONT="] darkness against light?[/FONT]
Hellen winds some woolen yarn around the bundle.
[FONT="] HELLEN[/FONT]
[FONT="] You will see. Ha-ha-ha-ha. [/FONT]
[FONT="] Mabarada, dalavara canabeda . . .[/FONT]
[FONT="] She mutters curses over it and throws it to the wind.[/FONT]
[FONT="] HELLEN [/FONT]
[FONT="] ([/FONT][FONT="]continuing, [/FONT][FONT="]SINGING)[/FONT]
Whirlwind, whirlwind, lend your wings
Mother Wind thy flapping skirts
Carry along this little ball
[FONT="] With the swiftness of a blizzard;[/FONT]
[FONT="] Help to overtake his mind,[/FONT]
And to draw the both of them.
EXT. FOREST ROAD AT BRIDGE - EXT
[FONT="]Cuillaume is riding on a hay-wagon through a forest rode, the wagon is filled five meters from the ground with hay. He is standing up on the load, trying to get the horse to move faster. Close to the bank of a wide river over which leads a narrow bridge the witch-bundle, carried by the wind, touches an old alder tree which falls right in front of him brushing the prince off the horse wagon. The horse SNORTS in fear and GALLOPS speedily on to the nearby open field. Black crows take flight as Cuillaume lays on his back on the ground.[/FONT]
[FONT="]Long beat.[/FONT]
[FONT="]Black, black, dizzy, the trees are hazy and rotating around him for a minute. 2.Slowly some muttered washed out RESOUNDING words start to make sense. It is a SONG that Fay used to sing when Cuillaume was a child. During the SONG a face of a young woman passes from Cuillaume’s view as a fogy cloud at first. Then she is as a white clowd in a blue sky, playful and frisky. Quenby is close to him, shaking him, robing him from Cuillaume’s view. [/FONT]
[FONT="]At the end of the SONG Fay’s voice RESOUNDING, Quenby, Quenby. And there she is, smiling. Quenby helps Cuillaume to sit up, but he falls back as he was. [/FONT]
QUENBY
Aaaa, aaaaaaaa, don’t die, don’t
[FONT="]die, dear prince. You look so nice, [/FONT]
[FONT="]if you are a prince too then I will die. [/FONT]
MAC CUILLAUME
[FONT="]I am a prince. Who are you?[/FONT]
[FONT="]QUENBY[/FONT]
[FONT="]A girl, from the forest,... Quenby. [/FONT]
[FONT="]She swoons. Cuillaume, holding her head, slaps her tenderly, blows air in her mouth,(an hour must of passed)her cheeks bulging up. She wakes. Blushes. Cuillaume drops his game of rocks throwing them up from his palm when her eyes focuse.[/FONT]