L○g 1: Waking Up
[Picard sits up slowly, rubbing his temples and wincing. Disoriented, he still thinks himself on his ship.]
Are we having a storm?
[As he regains consciousness, he realizes that this isn’t his boat… or an inn… and quite possibly, not even Weyard at all. All around him, captured in tiny frames, are frozen images of his life. He’s lived quite a long time, and the walls are covered with them: his mother and uncle walking with him, his first ride on a boat, his conversations with the king, his time in jail, and all his experiences with Felix right up to the fall of Mt. Aleph are chronicled on any available surface. Getting up cautiously, Picard picks up an errant picture, lying without a container on the bed beside him. Felix’s smiling face is the center of the paper, with Jenna clinging to his back like a monkey, laughing merrily. Faintly, in the background, he can make out Sheba and himself looking on. Horrified, he drops the paper and begins to look around frantically.]
Felix? Felix, Where are you? Jenna? Sheba?
[Picard nearly tears open the door before freezing. He can’t feel any of his Djinn… And for the first time in his life, he can’t feel the water either.]
…Felix?
Are we having a storm?
[As he regains consciousness, he realizes that this isn’t his boat… or an inn… and quite possibly, not even Weyard at all. All around him, captured in tiny frames, are frozen images of his life. He’s lived quite a long time, and the walls are covered with them: his mother and uncle walking with him, his first ride on a boat, his conversations with the king, his time in jail, and all his experiences with Felix right up to the fall of Mt. Aleph are chronicled on any available surface. Getting up cautiously, Picard picks up an errant picture, lying without a container on the bed beside him. Felix’s smiling face is the center of the paper, with Jenna clinging to his back like a monkey, laughing merrily. Faintly, in the background, he can make out Sheba and himself looking on. Horrified, he drops the paper and begins to look around frantically.]
Felix? Felix, Where are you? Jenna? Sheba?
[Picard nearly tears open the door before freezing. He can’t feel any of his Djinn… And for the first time in his life, he can’t feel the water either.]
…Felix?