The Siren Who Doesn’t Sing: Nessun Dorma A Short Love Story | DRAFT

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“Chase? Beg?

Same script, same lines, same ending.

Sound familiar?

Yeah. Well except this scene is different now.

Chase? Beg?

No.. this time you withdrew.

And he felt it.

He began panicking

at the silence

you left

behind...

You’re not the one waiting anymore.

He is.” (italicized)

The scene opens with two subjects: One man and one woman. She is sitting back with a neutral face but the energy she radiates from her body language signals discomfort (she has her arms crossed and a slight subtle almost imperceptable frown. she is wearing all black. Her eyes are calm. Serene. Like shes elsewhere. But shes also present. What dimension is her mind in? Who knows. Her gaze is piercing but warm. a paradox. she sits across from a man. hes looking towards the something off screen. sometimes he looks at her but its like hes looking at a ghost. like hes not sure shes really there. he glances and then continues doing whatever. eating, looking at his phone, talking on the phone. she uncrosses her arms and leans in, really gets a good look at him. doesnt smile but the flicker of a smile is there. here eyes softening. a light seems to have turned on in her eyes. a glow. shes alive again and it was because of him. he looks at her now. aware. eyes wide. no expression. she gets up and walks away but looks back at him once with a smile, a real one, slightly mishcevious. he is enamored. meszmarized. he has tunnel vision as he follows her. the scene around him blurring as he does. Nessun Dorma by Jackie Evancho plays. she was a vampire the whole time.

Dont absorb what isnt yours youre not the sponge. youre the container.