Disclaimer: The amazing Libba Bray who owns the Gemma Doyle Trilogy, and Stephen Sondheim who owns Sweeney Todd (and to whom I sincerely apologise for butchering the lyrics to 'There's No Place Like London')
There's No Place Like The Realms.
Kartik is about to meet his fate
Gemma:
I have sailed the world beheld their wonders
From the sweeping lawns of Spence, to the markets of Bombay
But there's no place like the Realms!
Kartik: No, there's no place like the Realms…
Gemma: (worriedly)Kartik, what is the matter?
Kartik:
You are young
Life has been kind to you
You will learn…
Kartik: It is time for us to part ways Ms Doyle.
Gemma is on the verge of tears
Kartik:
There's a hole in the realms like a great black pit
And Hester Asa Moore inhabits it
And her morals aren't worth what the Gorgon could spit
And it goes by the name of the Temple
At the top of the Temple sit the Untouchables
Making mock of the Rakshana's valuables
Turning beauty into something terrible
I too have sailed the realms and seen its wonders
For the cruelty of Circe is as wondrous as the moon
But there's no place like the Realms.
Meanwhile, Circe deems herself victorious
Pippa: Is everything alright Circe?
Circe: I beg your indulgence, Pippa. My mind is far from easy. In these once familiar realms I feel shadows everywhere.
Circe:
There was a Red Head and her lover
And she was pitiful
A foolish Red Head and her lover
She was the reason for his life.
And she was pitiful, and she was murderous
And he was…a traitor
There was a tree that saw that her lover was beautiful
The Tree of Souls it was called
Who, with a flicker of its branch
Removed her lover from his place
And there was nothing but to wait!
And she would sob!
So sad!
So young!
So lost,
And oh so pitiful!
Circe cackles manically
Pippa: My old friend Gemma, Circe, did she, Circe, return?
Circe: Ah, that was centuries ago...
I doubt if anyone would know.
Now leave me, Pippa.
There is somewhere I must go,
Something I must find out.
Now, and alone.Pippa: But surely we will meet again?Circe: You might find me if you like, around the Winterlands, I wouldn't wonder.
Pippa: Until then, Circe.
Circe: There's a place in the realms like a great big garden
And it's filled with creatures that are filled with magic
And Hester Asa Moore approaches it…
Circe disappears into the shadows and beyond
And here ends another unlikely chapter in TSFT saga.
A/N: Wow, this is really different from what I usually write, but I wanted to write something that involved AGATB and Sweeney Todd (no matter how random it'll turn out to be) and came up with this song parody of sorts.
Oh, and please note that I'm actually a huge, huge fan of Kartik and Gemma.
'Cowers from Karma enthusiasts'
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