Austin: All right! Um. Harp. It is your turn.

Jack: Okay. I’m gonna go to the Sculpture Gardens?

Austin: Okay.

Jack: Um. The Sculpture Gardens…this is what the Sculpture Gardens looks like. It is a long avenue, with a path, and down either side of the path are two parallel lines of statues facing each other. There are all sorts of statues here. There are statues carrying rakes and swords, there are statues carrying musical instruments, there are statues carrying umbrellas, there are statues with a statue of a bird on their arm, a statue carrying a book and a pen, there’s just—there might be like [sighs] thirty statues down this long avenue, and there is one empty plinth. And I wanna be clear, these are not golems. These are—well, I mean, who am I to say—these are statues. Um.

Austin: These are statues.

Jack: But they look like Harp does. And Harp climbs up onto…one of the plinths. Austin, can you please play…the trees that are in the avenue in this scene?

Austin: Sure, what type of trees are they?

Jack: They’re pine, pine trees.

Austin: Okay.

Jack: Some deciduous trees in between them. Um, Janine, sort of various birds and things? Um.

Janine: Mm-hm.

Jack: And Dre, if you can play just sort of wind.

Dre: Okay.

Jack: And Harp walks slowly down the avenue and climbs up onto one of these plinths, and just sort of stands there for a while, and then says,

[as Harp]: Hello, golems. It is good to be here among you. I do not know what I am doing, or why I was made. I believed I was confident and I am no longer.

Magic is dying. Will I die with it? Golems, I need your help.

Austin: Trees just kind of sway in place. A few leaves fall from the trees, and I think in that moment you realize that…it has been fall here for a long time. But is becoming winter.

Dre: I think as the leaves are falling, the wind blows back and forth, almost as if to answer, “No, you will not die, even if magic dies.”

Janine: Um.

Jack: Golems—oh. Go on.

Janine: [laughs] I was gonna say, there’s like a little bird that lands on one of the statues, and it’s the statue that sort of…part of its face is kind of cracked, and has sort of crumbled out, and the bird tries to put a nut in the statue’s eye socket.

Jack [as Harp]: My friend.

[Austin laughs]

A bird has landed upon you. I have some great news: soon you will be able to see again. In spring, the nut will blossom, unless the bird comes back during the hard winter months and eats it, from the place where it has put it in your eye socket.

[Continued quiet noises from Austin]

Were I at home, I would be tending the garden through the autumn. There would be much to harvest. But I am not at home. I am in a horrible palace, marching towards the place where magic was born.

Golems, will you come with me?

[Pause]

Austin: There is the sound of an axeman chopping away at a tree.

[Pause]

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Jack [as Harp]: Okay. Golems, I am a little disappointed.

[Janine makes a soft noise]

I came to the avenue hoping for guidance. [sighs] But if you did not react to a little bird, why would you react to one of your own?

I will go to the place where magic was born. But I will go alone. And I do not know what awaits me there.

Thank you very much for your time.

Jack: And Harp climbs off the plinth and walks back towards the Ruins of Crowhall, taking the Lonely tag.

Austin: Um.

Dre: I would say as you’re walking away, the wind gusts, and pushes at your back.

Austin: [soft huff] And you like kind of—just before you make your way off the avenue, a single pinecone falls, and I think it just hits you on the head and then lands at your feet.

[Jack laughs]

Janine: The bird grabs it.

[Austin and Dre laugh]