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A one woman stage-play, based loosely around the "Swan maiden" genre of folktales, "rumors and laminations" is told from the perspective of Violet, the daughter of Owd George and a Swan Maiden who he captures by taking her feather cloak while she bathes, trapping the maiden in human form and binding her to him. Classically Swan Maidens are captured by young single men, who stumble on them and are otherwise ignorant of their powers. Owd George though undertakes to capture one with the full knowledge that each feather of their cloak means an extra year of life to the man who plucks it. The more feathers he takes however the sicker the swan maiden becomes. Eventually Violet figures out the truth about her mother and returns her cloak to her.

The Swan Maiden then leaves, and Owd George dies. VIolet is left to fend for herself.

Project Type: Other (15 min)

This project's owner would like a little help on parts of the project.

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urbanvintner edited dialogue in "One for Sorrow" on 10/03/2008. more
Violet
says Jazz, and "Liar" I tell her.
(as Jass)
Am not...she snuck up the belfry of St Mary the Virgin every Tuesday for ages, and tupped the bakers boy on the Ringing Room floor till the tower shock and the bells moaned in their beds
(as young Violet)
She never.
(as Jazz)
Bloody did. Woke the rector up and awl. They only stopped cause she missed er' monthly.
(as young Violet)
You're a liar
(as Jazz)
Nuh-uh. Tom telt me. Reckon's he seen em kissin in the boneyard plain as day.
(beat)
You know Tom? Susan Mint's brother? Married Myra Pudney and moved to Dorset?
(beat)
He's got a squint?
(as young Violet)
You mean fat Tom?
(beat)
Fat Tom Mint/Has a awful squint/Most mothers kiss their babies/Tom's Mam didn't
(beat)
dont mean its true though do it though... maybe hes lying Jazz...maybe he's were telling colly-wobblers.
(as Jazz)
No he never... Jeese I aint stupid like some people...I seen more'n enough my ownself... poor bollocks couldn't leave well enough alone ... reckon I weren't but four... I recollect it like yesterday though... middle of night, round bonfire time...and clang, clang, clang the whole town gets woke up.
urbanvintner edited dialogue in "One for Sorrow" on 08/14/2008. more
VIOLET
(as Barmaid)
Goodness me...whose this pretty scrap of muslin?
(beat)
No...this is Holly's daughter? You've sprouted like a weed and no mistake... you must be what? 13? 14?
(as Jasmine)
My names Jasmine
(beat)
I'm eleven
(as Violet)
Owd George were worried about loosing the boat on the incoming tide and wanted the painter for his own dark and sluddy purposes, so left Angus there to watch her, and he and Jasemine and the Barmaid went fudder up the fleet on foot. Soon they came to a sort of oxbow, a bend in the river where it widened out some y'know...
(as Barmaid)
this is it. this is place
(as Violet)
sez the Barmaid, and so Owd George
urbanvintner edited dialogue in "One for Sorrow" on 08/14/2008. more
VIOLET
(as Barmaid)
Goodness me...whose this pretty scrap of muslin?
(beat)
No...this is Holly's daughter? You've sprouted like a weed and no mistake... you must be what? 13? 14?
(as Jasmine)
My names Jasmine
(beat)
I'm eleven
(as Violet)
Jazz were a pretty wee thing when she were younger...every bugger says so... t'any rate Owd George were worried about loosing the boat on the incoming tide and wanted the painter for his own dark and sluddy purposes, so left Angus there to watch her, and he and Jasemine and the Barmaid went fudder up the fleet on foot. Soon they came to a sort of oxbow, a bend in the river where it widened out some y'know...
(as Barmaid)
this is it. this is place
(as Violet)
sez the Barmaid, and so Owd George
urbanvintner edited dialogue in "One for Sorrow" on 08/13/2008. urbanvintner made 6 other changes. more
VIOLET
(as Barmaid)
Goodness me...whose this pretty scrap of muslin?
(beat)
No? This is Holly's daughter? You've sprouted like a weed and no mistake... you must be what? 13? 14?
(as Jasmine)
My names Jasmine
(beat)
I'm eleven
(as Violet)
Jazz were a pretty wee thing when she were younger...every bugger says so... t'any rate Owd George were worried about loosing the boat on the incoming tide and wanted the painter for his own dark and sluddy purposes, so left Angus there to watch her, and they went fudder up the fleet on foot. Accordin to Jazz they came to a sort of oxbow, a bend in the river where it widened out some y'know...
urbanvintner edited dialogue in "One for Sorrow" on 03/07/2008. more
VIOLET
(as Barmaid)
Goodness me...whose this pretty scrap of muslin?
(beat)
No...this is Holly's daughter? You've sprouted like a weed and no mistake... you must be what? 13? 14?
(as Jasmine)
My names Jasmine
(beat)
I'm eleven
(as Violet)
Jazz were a pretty wee thing when she were younger...every bugger says so... t'any rate Owd George were worried about loosing the boat on the incoming tide and wanted the painter for his own dark and sluddy purposes, so left Angus there to watch her, and they went fudder up the fleet on foot. Accordin to Jazz they came to a sort of oxbow, a bend in the river where it widened out some y'know...
 

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