She Moon, Love Spell (Screenplay)

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She Moon, Love Spell

Short Film Script

by

Sylvia Love Johnson

FADE IN

INT. A BEDROOM NIGHT

The writes remembers an encounter with her lover…

THE WRITER (V.O)

Smile, to die for Inviting thoughts, licit and indecent. I turned my eyes away… blocking future intention of pursuing any trace of romance, intimacy or love.

FADE OUT

STYLISED IMAGES OF THE WRITER AS SHE REMEMBERS HER CHILDHOOD

THE WRITER (V.O)

When I was twelve, Selene and I had a conversation about my very first emotional disaster. She looked at me and conjured the spell.

SELENE (V.O)

“Love from above shine here   below. Love of soul let her be whole. 
Love in spirit be empty of all
. Love infinite be he adored. Let love on earth be poured
. Let fear in her soul flee its hold. 
May the Joy of love never be here untold”

EXT.LANDSCAPE DAY

Five girls walk from different point towards a common location to meet and cast a spell together in the forest.

THE WRITER (V.O)

The spell, launched at my

(MORE)

THE WRITER (CON’D)

…heart, pierced my soul. Humanity’s dream.

5 GIRLS

(Singing)

Mother Earth, Father Heaven Here we are, we are oneHeart to heart, soul to soul Spirits of nature are one Mother Earth, Father Heaven Here we are, we are one With the beatings of the EarthHear the beatings of our heart Your love caress, Divine is the pledge On humanity’s edge, a door concealed Dreamers of dreams, makers of greatness When vision lies, where mystery hides Without the doubt, our secret flies Beyond the walls of unborn times In stillness treasure is found Fulfilment hopes profound (repeat) Mother your call we hear In the fight against our fears We must wipe away their tears In order to release our fears To our mothers womb we shall return Our hearts and souls shall guide us in  We raise our arms to the sky Our voices sing to the Heavens above Hearts unbound, no cruelty found We claim the truth we walk the path In stillness treasure is found Fulfilment hopes profound… Mother Earth…

INT. A BEDROOM NIGHT

The writer continues to imagine her new story.

EXT. LANDSCAPE DAY.

The ghost of Selene, a little girl 11 years old, dances in an open field.

THE WRITER (V.O)

I had a dream. Love.

THE END

A short Experimental Film based on “Hekate, Mystic Dream”, Sylvia Love J

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