Damsel
EXT. REDWOOD FOREST - SOUTH - DAY
Mounds of white powder, as far as the eye can see.
Winter consumes the land.
Titan trees with trunks of red, break through the glittering
snow-scape and stretch into the sky. Their needles, strong
and green against the elements.
BRAUN (V.O.)
In days of old, a great famine
swept across the land. Men and
survival, but few overcame that
winter’s fury.
In the distance, a simple canvas tent.
INT. TENT - CONTINUOUS
A DESPERATE MAN and his STARVING WIFE lie huddled in their
insignificant canvas dwelling.
BRAUN (V.O.)
In that time, there was a desperate
starving, so severely, that he
feared she might too succumb to the
frost.
Wrapped in thin blankets, atop the pelts of fallen animals,
they shudder in the frigid night’s cold.
EXT. REDWOOD FOREST - SOUTH - DAY
An icy breeze chills the stale air, whispering as it snakes
through the redwoods.
The Desperate Man battles through the frozen land. His boots
sink deep into the snow as he walks.
A bow is strapped across his chest. A quiver at his back.
An ethereal tone grows from the distance ahead.
EXT. FORBIDDEN GARDEN - CONTINUOUS
The Desperate Man stands at the edge of a clearing. Behind
him stands the redwood forest, before him, a lush garden of
smooth grass and white flowered vines.
2.
BRAUN (V.O.)
One day, while hunting for food,
the man came upon a strange garden,
untouched by winter.
At the center of the garden a remarkable tree grows. It puts
forth a white light and emanates the etherial hum.
Twisted branches of white explode outward from the trunk,
bearing leaves of ghostly flame and luscious white fruit.
Yellow fireflies twinkle throughout the breathtaking space.
BRAUN (V.O.)
At the center was a magical tree of
white flame. It hummed an ethereal
tone and put forth an otherworldly
light.
The man approaches the tree, moving his fingers through the
unconsuming flames, in awe.
BRAUN:
The man had unwittingly come upon
an enchanted garden. The peculiar
tree bore fruit, which granted
eternal life in a single bite.
CUT TO:
The Desperate Man treks through the snowscape, making his way
toward the tent in the distance.
BRAUN (V.O.)
He returned to his wife and
together, they ate of the fruit.
Their youth returned and their
hunger became eternally nourished.
INT. TENT - CONTINUOUS
The Desperate Man and his wife share the Forbidden Tree’s
fruit.
CUT TO:
3.
A potato sack full of the tree’s stolen fruit, hangs from the
Desperate Man’s, newly-youthful, shoulders.
BRAUN (V.O.)
Greed consumed the man. Hoping to
profit from the forbidden tree’s
gift, he returned to the enchanted
garden.
A WITCH, 40 years old, clothed in a green dress, with hair as
dark as the night, slinks toward him.
BRAUN (V.O.)
But, when he returned, he was
confronted by a witch, whose power
overwhelmed him.
The witch turns, waves her hand and he’s on the ground,
writhing in pain.
The white fruit scatters as his bag falls to the ground.
His veins visibly throb under his brow and neck. He
struggles against an unseen force.
BRAUN (V.O.)
Showing pity for his desperation,
the woman spared the man’s life but
demanded his first born child, in
return for what he had stolen from
the garden, which she claimed for
her own.
His pain subsides.
BRAUN (V.O.)
Knowing that his wife was barren,
the penniless man agreed.
CUT TO:
INT. DESPERATE MAN’S COTTAGE - 9 MONTHS LATER
A modest single-bedroom home of stone.
BRAUN (V.O.)
9 months later the man’s wife,
miraculously delivered their first
child.
4.
Beads of sweat dot the pale skin of the Desperate Man’s Wife
as she struggles through child birth. Her eyes clenched
tight, she breaths heavily, crying out.
FADE TO BLACK.
BRAUN (V.O.)
As the infant took her first
collect her due. She reclaimed the
eternal life that the man and his
wife had stolen from her garden and
left with their child, who she
named, Rapunzel.
CUT TO:
EXT. STONE TOWER PRISON - 12 YEARS LATER
The sun glows bright. Birds of the forest chirp and flutter
in the trees that dot the rolling foothills.
A lone tower of stone stands amidst the wilderness.
No stairs, no door, a single window at the top of a 200 foot
prison.
In the window, 12-YEAR-OLD RAPUNZEL, with hair the color of a
wheat field.
Her eyes are crystal blue. Simple brown freckles spot her
face.
She hums a haunting melody.
BRAUN (V.O.)
The girl grew into a young woman
whose beauty was beyond any the
witch had known. Understanding the
corrupt heart of man and their
deceitful way, the witch locked
Rapunzel in a high tower and began
to discipline the girl’s mind
against the creatures of humanity.
A dove lands on Rapunzel’s window seal. She approaches it,
nearly touching it, before the bird flies away.
5.
BRAUN (V.O.)
But, with every day that passed
Rapunzel grew more intrigued by the
outside world.
CUT TO:
INT. STONE TOWER PRISON - 5 YEARS LATER
17-YEAR-OLD RAPUNZEL reaches for a pile of blankets under her
bed. Wedged between them is a length of golden rope, woven
from her hair.
BRAUN (V.O.)
The witch denied the girl’s wish to
walk outside of her prison’s walls
and so Rapunzel began weaving a
rope of her own hair’s clippings in
secret, with hope that she might
escape.
She takes her hair out of a tight bun and saws away a foot,
from her shoulder down.
She begins to braid the new length of hair into the rope.
All the while, she sings the same haunting melody.
A young man’s voice calls to her from below.
Hello?
Rapunzel freezes, uncertain. Her eyes grow wide with
anticipation.
YOUNG PRINCE EDWARD (O.S.) (CONT’D)
Hello? Up there!
She snaps into action, quickly hiding the length of rope
between the folded blankets and sliding them back under her
bed.
Rapunzel apprehensively peers over her window’s ledge. She
sees him now. YOUNG PRINCE EDWARD.
Edward dawns a fitted black jacket and riding pants. The
Kingdom of Thessia’s golden lion on his chest. His hair,
fire-red and his eyes, like the lion, gold. 20 years old.
Startled, she drops out of the prince’s line of sight.
6.
There’s no need to be frightened.
I was drawn here by your song.
Moments pass as she reconsiders.
She peers over her ledge once more.
She’s enthralled by the interesting figures. The man and his
horse, neither a creature she’d ever seen.
The most beautiful voice I’ve ever
heard.
As her face comes into the sun, he catches her beauty and his
heart becomes full with anticipation.
And you are far more beautiful than
any creature I’ve ever seen. Might
I come and introduce myself?
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