Act 3 Scene 1
= Enters Julia
*She is alone, seated in the comforts of her silken bed*
Julia: Sing, sing. A feather decends upon another, and let ring the most beautiful tune a ear can
listen. Sing. Sing for the ear, sing for those left, sing for those who tear. And sing not, for
those whom a tune his ear not withold. That voice. Gentle yet firm, sorrowful, yet hopeful. Singeth unto me.
*sits up from bed, fingers and unhook copper cross*
Julia: O lord, bring me to that whom the voice belongs. The contours of thy face maketh thy person, as the
beauty of thy voice maketh thy soul. What forth then do I know of this mystery voice, unmasking the soul?
It is not more useless than that of a person unmasking his face? O lord, deliver me from this paradox. This
cross. This bronze cross upon my neck. It must be bestowed upon by the gentleman with the voice. Familiar,
this cross is. I might have seen this before. I feel, i feel warmth radiating frometh this copper cross. Ahh.
*Walks to mirror, puts cross back on. Looks at herself with cross on*
Julia: Look! Look. Is it the attraction of that physical in nature, or is it the attraction of that
unexplainable? Or both? Sigh, I wished i knew. I would want not a gentleman like me for that of
which belongs in the same dictionary of crabs. Empty and hollow. Only to be filled temporarily.
Void of life and emotions, but aplenty with lust and lore. Sigh. Again, I sigh. This is not
taking a turn for good, I must consult with Rae. She might know.
= Exits Julia.
Act 3 Scene 2
= Enter Richard, Julia
Julia: My good brother, have you not seen Rae?
Richard: Julia! You are recovered! Are you well? Are you well?
Julia: Relax my brother! My, you are sure hasty.
Richard: I am sorry. I apologize.
Julia: Nay apology needed my good brother. Nevermind. I am in search of Rae.
*Richard glances at copper cross, Julia notices*
Julia: This is due from the saviour of mine. Brother, do you not know who saved me?
Richard: N-no. I do not. I was absent at the time of your misfortune. I'm thankful for the
stars watching over you.
Julia: Those very same stars, bless the gentleman.
Richard: Sigh, at least you are of pink health. I should go.
Julia: Why leave?
= Enters Julia
*She is alone, seated in the comforts of her silken bed*
Julia: Sing, sing. A feather decends upon another, and let ring the most beautiful tune a ear can
listen. Sing. Sing for the ear, sing for those left, sing for those who tear. And sing not, for
those whom a tune his ear not withold. That voice. Gentle yet firm, sorrowful, yet hopeful. Singeth unto me.
*sits up from bed, fingers and unhook copper cross*
Julia: O lord, bring me to that whom the voice belongs. The contours of thy face maketh thy person, as the
beauty of thy voice maketh thy soul. What forth then do I know of this mystery voice, unmasking the soul?
It is not more useless than that of a person unmasking his face? O lord, deliver me from this paradox. This
cross. This bronze cross upon my neck. It must be bestowed upon by the gentleman with the voice. Familiar,
this cross is. I might have seen this before. I feel, i feel warmth radiating frometh this copper cross. Ahh.
*Walks to mirror, puts cross back on. Looks at herself with cross on*
Julia: Look! Look. Is it the attraction of that physical in nature, or is it the attraction of that
unexplainable? Or both? Sigh, I wished i knew. I would want not a gentleman like me for that of
which belongs in the same dictionary of crabs. Empty and hollow. Only to be filled temporarily.
Void of life and emotions, but aplenty with lust and lore. Sigh. Again, I sigh. This is not
taking a turn for good, I must consult with Rae. She might know.
= Exits Julia.
Act 3 Scene 2
= Enter Richard, Julia
Julia: My good brother, have you not seen Rae?
Richard: Julia! You are recovered! Are you well? Are you well?
Julia: Relax my brother! My, you are sure hasty.
Richard: I am sorry. I apologize.
Julia: Nay apology needed my good brother. Nevermind. I am in search of Rae.
*Richard glances at copper cross, Julia notices*
Julia: This is due from the saviour of mine. Brother, do you not know who saved me?
Richard: N-no. I do not. I was absent at the time of your misfortune. I'm thankful for the
stars watching over you.
Julia: Those very same stars, bless the gentleman.
Richard: Sigh, at least you are of pink health. I should go.
Julia: Why leave?