Although, It was interesting how it started. I wrote down a sentence, and then wrote a response to it, and it grew and grew. The hole metaphor was added the day after during the transfer to an electronic format. I was quite pleased with it, as my writing is usually not my favourite. It was nice to see I could do it.
The Hole in the Wall
Draft 1
L is sitting in a room awaiting for Daria, his servant.
L – Daria. Daria. Daria! Explain this hole. Daria enters through the audience
D – It’s bigger than I expected.
L – Daria. It’s chilly. Who broke through my wall?
D – Your son.
L – He would never disrespect me like this.
D – He needed to get out. He’s been inside for 18 years.
L – I don’t believe you.
D – He’s out there now.
L – He can’t go outside! He’ll ruin everything. He’s trying to break my back. leave me for dead.
D – You don’t get it. He wasn’t trying to hurt you.
L – No. I’ve lost it all I believed. All of it is crushed and burned.
D – Stop being overdramatic. Just let it go. Don’t you see anything? He needed to go. He still loves you.
L – By showing me how? By driving a stake –
D – Shut up! You put him in that position. You put him in a place where he had no future. You made him to fight for you. His life has been waiting around for you to show him his future. He only wanted to succeed in a world, in YOUR world. It was the most important thing for him. He chose to leave you. He had no choice. He couldn’t stay and remain yours. It’s impossible to not change. You gave him all your power.
L – I did, didn’t I? I need him back. Go get him.
D – No.
L – Don’t deny me this. Look how helpless I am. My power is seeping through that hole!
D – He’s gone. Jack took him.
L – Jack? But…
D - Jack came back, and he took him. They’re both gone. Your wall is rubble.
L – Daria. The bastard Jack took my son. That fucking disgusting Jack has stolen my boy?
D – Lord… please.
L – Jack! Daria, bring me my son!
D – It’s not that easy.
L – You won’t do it will you?
D – No. Lord.
L – It’s Jack, isn’t it? You can’t love him. You love me. I made you that way.
D – You’ve almost lost me entirely. The hole is getting larger.
L – I can’t feel you. Staggers to Daria slowly, methodically You are faint. You didn’t tell me. Why didn’t you tell me?
D – You forgot me. Jack loved me.
L – Bring me my son, Daria.
D – No. Be quiet. You are losing all of your masonry.
L - Pushes. Exerts strength on Daria You will not finish me. Jack has touched you, but I created your heart.
D – But I’m taking control. You put me in this place just like your son. Ow. Let me go.
L – This is all I have left.
D – Please… I’m…
L – Trapped. Daria struggles. Fights back. Starts stealing the Lord’s own power.
D – This is mine now.
L – I started this. I will end it. This cycle is mine. It doesn’t end through anyone but me. You don’t have choices.
D – You left me. I deviated. I grew. And now your part of me has grown and changed. I am different now.
L – Built from scratch. The effort. The life.
D – Your son has left you! I have left you! Now you have nothing, and feel nothing. What can I promise you? What can I give you?
L – Daria.
D – Feel your house crumble and fall.
L – Help me rebuild.
D – I am going through the wall. Daria looks back, then exits through the hole
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