At ten to seven the lights in the main halls flashed, and people hurried to their seats as the lights in the auditorium went down. Behind the curtain, everyone was waiting silently in their places. then the curtain came up, the lights came up, the music started and the spectacle had begun
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In the entrance hall, he let his gaze sweep over those that lingered, pleasure radiating from him like from a well-stroked cat. It wasn't perfect, given the shadow that lingered in his heart and the empty space by his side, but it was good, and good was something that had been rare these last few months.
He'd take it.
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"Kit! I didn't have much time to talk to you at all, yet - But I wanted to to welcome you to the family, so to speak." She smiled widely. "The opening night of your first show here... and it went well."
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It was as good a name as anyone's and he was vaguely put out at his birth name not being recognized these days.
[three-way's fine!]
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"My name is Faramir of Gondor," I respond, holding out a hand to shake. "Congratulations to you. I not only enjoyed the performance very much but am now very curious for the next so that I can compare."
Not to rush anything.
"Though I don't suppose a rest after this would be too much for you to ask. We have nothing like this at home."
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She laughed a little at Faramir's enthusiasm. "I'm glad you like it, but the next one shall be a recital and gala, in the winter. A little bit of many things, and we've yet to decide on a programme. This one is still running for the rest of the month."
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He flashed a smile at Meg. "Personally, I do like the sound of a 'gala,' I have to say."
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"We do not have buildings set aside for entertainment only," I tell Kit. "So the entire concept is new to me. Meg took a tour with me and another friend of hers so I could see the opera house. It is incredible."
I hadn't seen very much of it all all just working on the play.
"Where do you come from? I mean, is this new to you as well?" I do not think so. "And when, I suppose. I ask too many questions but it's still the best way to learn about someone."
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"With one the women who works for me at the Dance Studio." she added.
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"I can't believe there is a world out there with no theater," Kit said, sliding his attention back to Faramir with an shocked look flitting over his features. It had been his life, his love, as long as any other. It was the place where Will's words still reigned, and Kit would die before he let them fade away--moreso even than his own. "In my world....theater is...still a highly revered art form. I'm from England, the country that gave birth to the greatest playwright who ever lived." His smile was softer. "I don't mind the questions."
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"The city of Minas Tirith--the capitol city of Gondor--was built several thousand years ago. Our great halls will host entertainments, but nothing could be set up as elaborately as on a stage." Now I'm thinking. "It's a new idea and we might be able to have a theatre in the future, though nothing like this."
After the war.
"Who is that? The greatest playwright who ever lived?" I feel foolish because people from Earth would know. "I'm not from Earth, so my curiosity is added to by a certain ignorance."
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But they'd moved on to one of his favorite subjects, and his questions would have to wait. "He was fabulous," Kit insisted. "Brilliant and beautiful and so much more than any who came before him, though I did help him out with a line or two here and there, as he did for me."
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"Our own entertainments run towards historical lays. But..." That would be an idea. "Many of them are in the Elven languages. I don't know about a play, but I can easily see singers performing the lay and dancers showing the story at the same time."
It's not exactly what we did in the musical play--the dancers wouldn't be singing. Or perhaps they might. The idea is so new that I almost miss something. He looked modern.
"You knew William Shakespeare?"
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"Oh, Faramir - you should tell me them, if you can remember. Perhaps I could try to put together a dance, to interpret one." She was excited. It could be a chance for her to create her own dance, from scratch - perhaps something they could put in the programme for the winter production.
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The idea of interpreting stories from another world caught his writer's imagination as much as it did Meg's. "I would be delighted to try and interpret one into a play. I've some experience with that, even with the most difficult stories to translate." There waas a flicker of modesty there, but it was quite possibly feigned. He had been as famous as Will in his day, the one Will turned to for help on some of his tricker conceits.
But that brought him back to Will and he could go on and on about him for days if allowed. "I more than knew him. He was my dearest friend." One of the two loves of his life, though he had learned few believed him when he said such.
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