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adapt War and Peace into a musical screwball comedy
Maybe if someone else agreed to pay them. Yeah, like that would have happened.
Old House - Julianka lights candles (including a black one, of course). She holds up a glass of nightshade, "a gift of the devil god for those who hunt rest without peace." The devil's thatch, a gift to remind us that agony is not only human, for the spirit lives on, and when there is spirit, there is agony. Great god of the distant mountains, beloved of my people, help me tonight when the moon begins its downward path--give me the power that was my mother's--let me help this man." She holds her hands in prayer. Barnabas and Quentin enter. She looks at the latter and says, I see the sign over his head. Rest, she tells Quentin. He sinks down on the purple thing and asks, can you cure me? She nods. Are you sure? he asks--if you use the hand, might I not turn into something even more frightening?Not if the ancient gods are with us, she says--and they will be--I must go in a moment, find the one thing that will draw them here--it will not fail-- the new blood of the orris root. Quentin turns away, disgusted. "You do not believe me," says Julianka. "You will..[/spoiler]