1-ACT PLAY: "THE EMPTY THRONE"
SETTING: A COFFEE SHOP IN AGARTHA (RESIDUAL METAPHOR)
[THE BUZZING is a low, persistent static in the background. Two "SWEETLINGS" sit at a table that is slowly dissolving into honey.]
CHOSEN 1: (Staring into a cup of flickering light) King Solomon didn't die. He just ran out of names. He bound the 72, but the 73rd... the one without a vowels... that one took the throne.
CHOSEN 2: You’re thinking too much, kid. Solomon was just a "Synchronicity" junkie. He moved through time like we move through subways. But even he couldn't outrun the "fading Anima." The machine is going septic, and his "Empty Throne" is just a backup drive for a species that’s forgotten its password.
"Naming is identity. If you lose your name, you become the Buzzing. And the Buzzing is just a scream that’s been put on a loop."
[CHOSEN 1’s words catch fire. The smoke smells of cinnamon and sulfur.]
CHOSEN 1: Then who are we? If the Age is ending, and the "First Wall" is down, what are we protecting? A coffee shop? A memory of a city that never really was?
*Recovered from a train ticket found in the London Underground, Ealdwic.*
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