SCENE 3: THE PROPHETESS’S SIGHTS

[Dialogue between the prophetess and alchemist]:

PROPHETESS: I see the fate like mystics sights from the shiny and cloudy days: the battle of Issus. There under the rock, there is a cherub of God, just watching us. He has the body seeming like a wax sculpture beyond the sun’s light. The mount is filled by knights and soldiers carrying flags… They seem be in conflict. Then are days of anguish... […]. Oh, how beautiful is the horizon where reins the clouds of sky! How beautiful is the freshness and the breeze of the wind when resonate musically to us. How huge and endless is the universe and how much life brings the truth from a look! No more mistakes, no more absurd, no more negligence: that is the conduct that I crave – from a free been, full of intelligence, endowed of geniality and frantic and astute at the same time. What can you tell about blessedness? Which comes from a pure and honest heart. Which brings the joy and benevolence form a soul who, sometimes, hurts without reason. Which begs for pity, like if never has been needed before. Celestial voice, whisper to me the song of prophets! Angels, please pray for me! Oh, magnitude, I want the greatness of the light from stars guiding me… Please, I beg for grace. 

I want now the heavenly enchant which cover up my prowess.

I want to discover the future, like when the flower blooms and see the green field.

Majestic light from the skies, give me strength to face the oracle.

Bring to me the comforting messages to calm down my weeping.

Come to me, spirit of nature, so that your mind can wake up.

I want the books open so I can unravel the riddles of this cosmos.

ALCHEMIST: The blessedness bring blessing to man… I also beg for divine mercy. My soul always say “Ignoscemihi, domine” ^[1]. I believe the impurities of this world have been affected me, but instead of succumb to sin, I take care to put myself away from evil temptation which abominates this realm. I ask for help to the skies to find my fate beyond the supreme bodies, beyond a starry ceiling. What can I read about of your star? Can you discover the future to me, dear Sybil?

The future so far away

Scares me with the present so as the fear that I have from what happens after the death

I don’t know what my fate is

But I believe that the barks which weave the thread of my life will have mercy by cutting it to finish it

I’m afraid about next days, because the mystery is like an abyss untouched yet, as the end of a shooting star which didn’t found its course and as the fish which swim at deep ocean without know to where going.

Oh, Virgin Mary, give your sweet prayer to the weakest

To those who don’t lost themselves in flames,

To those who heard the most angelical song

And to those who in a penumbra of doubts get find themselves.

I just wanted to know what awaits me.

PROPHETESS: There is kind of a conflict out there. A very relevant war devastates our search for truth. This rebellion brings angels like apology of your studies. What I see on my Revelations Book, so beautiful in every page, where each adornment keeps a secret in silence, are the mystic visions from someone very restless crowded of anxiety and anguish who is worried about superstitions of this people which imagines the danger coming with the cynocephali.

The wars

Those who go into conflict wishing conquer territories

Those who fights with rebellion from their soul

From who causes the outbreak

And in which ones rules the intolerance between religions

With the fury from a people who screams loud like a lion’s roar

I’m still looking for the reason of all this

I believe that man don’t learned to love their enemies

What a toilful fight is that about having compassion!

ALCHEMIST: Yes, cynocephali. The warriors tell that if the lands don’t be liberated to the Crusades, they will be transformed into animalistic creatures half dog and half men.

The cynocephali.

I fear the superstition

I fear the plague growing

I fear the transformation

I don’t predict my future, what fear about tomorrow!

Imagine me like half human and another part as an animal!

What I need is rebuild myself in a triumphal way!

PROPHETESS: Well, there are no doubts that the Holly Land is waiting for you. The territory which you so aspires to conquer is something that has left the people constantly agonized, with naughty sobs, with the heavy heart, with uncertainty and doubt about what is the promise of a heaven in exchange for gold. So many times, people confuses a conquer with the sky, ambition with disorder, nobility with violence the indulgence with blackmail. This leaves us afflicted, like the dark storms from winter.

ALCHEMIST: The conquest of Holly Land is a promise that everything will be fine. And will be?

PROPHETESS: What I predict is that so many will die and more pestilences will come.

Deaths and pestilences.

Like a curse.

Like a plague which infects the bodies, your skins stay disgusting.

There is enough suffering to take them to the graves

There are those who don’t win the battles against their enemies…

What to do?

The suffer seems to come and don’t want to leave this realm.

There will be suicides, diseases and thieves

They will take off lives and will loot you without mercy.

ALCHEMIST: Oh my God, what a horror! Should I continue my studies with faith?

Oh, God! What so anguish and sadness!

No longer enough the poorness from miserable!

No longer enough the injustices and disorders of this world,

No longer have enough supported the liars

I still have to fear the disgrace!

Blessed is the soul who choices the heaven and regrets for the evils

Sanctified is who didn’t become profane facing the hot poisons that many sell like indulgences on the doors of the churches.

I will still looking for some cure.

I will still find something which I can to glimpse me.

PROPHETESS: I believe that faith is the reason too many exist…

We broke barriers with the faith

The limits of mind open itself to that we never see

The smells and the colors can change like a chameleon

That’s a reason to find.

So the imaginary become an answer

To all of us can believe on it

Searching the truth infinitely.

ALCHEMIST: And what about our families? What will be from me? What I want is to work with the chemistry of metals from a way to bring glory to the celestial body. I believe that all of my draws of pentagrams and the medicinal studies about plants is a way to save us from any plague. I’ve made powerful antidotes, they are almost like the legendaries gods, who take off the claws of ignorance and brigs the cure to society. Maybe I am redeeming myself to incessant search for the new, for that who I don’t know. I will discovering the possible mysteries in the universe, trying record all of it on sheets of parchments with my notes, saving the results of experiences in glassy flasks and making colored elixirs like the stained glass of the cathedrals… I use a bit of mercury and sulfur to do several experiences with gold and silver. How I wish that my eyes had been enthralled with such wealth!

The book of elixirs

That is fabulous: there are recipes in its pages about metals transmutation

Experiences with precious stones and medicinal herbs

It’s like if I found a portal inside the cosmos which takes me to the wisdom

But the queen asks me for a rejuvenation elixir, and I struggled myself to crate it, even if I could fail.

And still, I go on with my searches

To free myself from my darkness demons.

PROPHETESS: So I tell you, man, that the prophecies are clear when the man is astute. Each word deserves to be well chosen before they take away ideas for such discovers. Well, what will be of this realm, I barely know. I only know that will be those whose fair heart will be safe. My dear, I believe in the honesty like its came from a child, just as a young woman told me that dare to conquest a new land to celebrate the power of Christ is a noble task. Many will feel wronged and will need some water to satiate their thirst. Many will lose their homes because knights will come and will take off the bit them hardly conquest. Religions will start a conflict, while everything that you’ve looked for was a cause to sacrifice yourself for the sacred. I believe that you should fast for days if something missing in your humble home, for that, I think that you should be concerned. I think as well that you should be ready for long journey in which sleeps don’t come and it’s needed to wake up like a mountain giant.

The prophecies are fulfilled or sometimes they leave us an air of enigma

They are like the flowing water down to the sea and reaches the oceans of eternity

They seems symbolic, but could be deciphered

For those who wish to know how to be protected from enemy.

ALCHEMIST: If you say so, I will believe…

As I see, in my own future I will have to run away from bloodthirsty battles of this realm.

The cruelty seems come with all your wickedness

I don’t understand how many can crosses the arms before of the sacrileges 

I don’t understand how they want to free us from obscenities, but throws fires against warriors to make the deaths been most fearful in name of the power.

Poor of me!

Poor of me because I still want to be save!

Poor of me because I barely know what expects me!

Please, Christ, don’t let me perish before to fulfill my mission here!

PROPHETESS: Excuse me, now I will announce the ancients arrive, of the pilgrims. I have the mystic vision of magnificent winged creatures, with wings in colors of gold and dark sparkling skin carrying the shield filled of symbols of royal glory in the skies… Oh, and one more thing that can be useful to next days: it’s that I see a young girl lost in the Red Forest.

[1] Forgive, Lord.