tell me what you think

Posted on 4th Aug at 2:20 PM

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*opening scene*
shots of bare feet stepping into dirt and puddles, rain drizzling on a figure holding a sword akwardly. then suddenly the sword piercing into the figure, the face of a woman is shown with wide eyes, soon the eye lids close a little and the eyes itself go dull, the figure collapses, and her head is seen smacking onto the ground. a small image of white shadows being cut apart on a black background, then the shadows wrap itself around the sword, engulfing and consuming it. the woman is lying on the ground, expressionless, empty, but not dead. no blood and the sword lays gripped tightly in her hand at her side where she lays. the sword itself seems to give off a faint glow, then dissapates.

*title page*
*start chapter*
*credits*

an older man is seen sitting at his desk, distraught over something. Judging by his decorum he's a high classed citizen, or someone of importance to the town. he sits at his desk, fingers laced, with his forehead laid against it, but even trying to relax is futile. before him are papers with cases of citizens with something they've intitled the "doll disease". he looks them over again and again, fidgeting more and more. He looks to a letter that he got from neighboring towns with similiar cases. There was something seriously wrong and it was making it harder and harder to sleep at night. The only thing that is heard is a slight rumbling of thunder, and the ticking of the clock in his office. Moments after looking at the letters again, someone knocks on the door. The man jumps in the silence, then sighing speaks outloud, "come in". the door opens and a thin young lad that seems a little out of breath but in high spirits steps into the room, he bows in respect to the man behind the desk, "come, sit, what news do you bring me? Judging by your demeanor, I take it it's good news I pray?" the young man nods, then taking a breath to quiet his racing heart he steps further into the room and sits down in front of the man.
"Yes sir, it's good news indeed! The man you've been trying to hire to take care of things... I finally found him! And he said that he would--" the young man started, still somewhat out of breath, the older man behind the desk, unlaces his fingers and bangs them on his desk with a joyful expression on his face.
"That's WONDERFUL news! When is he to come?" the man asks. The young boy seems a little stunned at this display of happiness, but stammers to answer, "h-h-he said he'd do it, but so long as his conditions were met". the older man quirked an eyebrow and placed one hand on the other as he watched the boys face, "What is it that he demands?" he asked the boy.
"He said that all he wants is a place to sleep, food to eat, a woman to comfort him, and the right to deal with the problem in anyway he feels neccessary" he answered. The man turns his head to the side, then looked over to his right to the window, it was raining outside now, but it was also cold from the obvious fog on the window. a rumble of more thunder is heard as a lightening struck far off in the distance. the man looks back to the boy and nods, speaking, "Anything he wants, get with the innkeeper make sure arrangements are set up for him there" then the man waves the boy off. the boy nods then exits the room, shutting the door behind him.
scenes change from the man looking back out into the usual autumn weather, to a gruff yet still younger face looking out into the distance at a small town in the mountains. the weather wasn't a issue, but he was still human so he saught to get to shelter sooner than later. he continues moving forward, a boot sloshing into a muddy patch.

scene changes to the same man walking up to the only inn in the town. the hanging wooden nameplate swinging in the pouring rain, revealing the inn's name. another lightning strikes but slightly closer, lighting up some parts of the surrounding buildings. he opens the door, and steps into the mud room, that was literally only a step down from the actual inn itself. He shakes his long brown coat off and looks around, the young man that had met with him in another town was there getting up from sitting down and he was smiling profusely. his eyes roll on the inside and he looks down at his muddy boots then at the nice and clean hardwood floor a step higher. he wasn't the greatest gentleman in the world but he felt sort of guilty for needing to walk all over the nice clean floor, so looking up at the boy again who was now right in front of him extending his hand in welcome, he speaks as he takes the hand and shakes it firmly, "so... not very many people seem to visit, huh?" the boy shakes his head and puts his hand behind his back, too prideful to show that the handshake hurt him a little, "No sir, not with what's been happening recently..." he answers. then seeing the muddy boots he speaks again, "you can leave them there sir, nobody would take them. you should also have a ready fire for you in your room, and food will be up shortly. We weren't expecting you so soon, but we wanted to make sure the room was nice and toasty despite the chilly fall weather. I just hope the rain turns to snow soon cause it gets miserable to have cold rain for weeks on end" as he spoke, the man kicked his muddy boots off and stepped his old socked feet onto the warm floor, holes plagueing his socks. shaking his jacket off one more time he hangs it over his long sleeved blue shirt and follows after the boy who smiles at the innkeeper that sits behind his little desk who seems to be keeping himself occupied.

scene changes to the boy opening the door and letting the man in. he takes a look around at the doorway and sees a warm burning fire, a large bed with comfortable looking sheets, nice furniture and nice curtains and wall paper to warm the look up as well.
"I made sure you got the best room the inn had to offer, I hope you like it" the boy proudly boasted as he also looked about the room, quite proud of his find. the man seemed content, "thank you tobias, it's indeed a nice room" Tobias seemed to fidget a little as well, playing with the collars of his jacket, "I um... also made arrangements for your female companion you requested and--" he stammered on. the man looked at tobais and smiled, "Toby, I was only teasing with you. I may be a hunter, but I'm no lecher. Just dinner will be fine, besides I can't have a distraction the day before my hunt... bad ofr business. heh"
Tobias seemed a little skeptical, but nodded his head, stopped fidgeting and walked out of the room to get his meal. Once gone, the man's expression grew a little more concentrated, thinking about the next day. The next hunt. He set his jacket on the mantel to dry, set a long full sheath against the wall next to his bed. and sat on the edge looking into the warm fire.

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