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miércoles, 31 de octubre de 2018

LA FÉE VERTE - FEUILLETON INTRODUCTION

La Fée Verte - Une nouvelle en cinq chapitres

A rather silly and somewhat strange retelling of the Hans Christian Andersen story.

Originally printed in the 2017 Advent calendar Once Upon 24 Times and owing much to Hans Christian Andersen. And CLAMP. And Kunihiko Ikuhara. And Pink Floyd. And Genesis. And William Shakespeare. And Michael Ende. And Günter Grass. And Julio Cortázar. The list is endless. 

Last year, I had the Fairytale Tarot by Lisa Hunt given to myself as an encouragement gift, right before Christmas (Spanish edition, published by Editorial Sirio). And I had the idea to let 2017's Advent Calendar be based upon the premise of drawing a card of the day from that deck and retelling the tale as a fic, a story with original characters of mine, or a poem.

It turned out to be a most pleasant surprise. Many bunnies from my old bunny farm came back, all of them pêle-mêle, thanks to that impetus.
Including the one for an Enjoltaire Snow Queen AU. A bunny which had been lying dormant for years, like a puzzle whose pieces I was struggling to put into place: Enj as Gerda and R as Kai, first things first: Grantaire is the realist at best and cynic at worst, dark-haired, stubbly, more muscular one (making him the more masculine-looking one) and he struggles with addiction but still has Enj for a guiding star and redeeming factor... Enjolras looks distinctly girly, with long golden hair, and a slender waist and limbs, and is dressed in scarlet, just like Gerda (most illustrators and character or costume designers have her wear red to symbolise the warmth of her feelings; the icing of the cake is the royal velvet ensemble in Christian Birmingham's illustrations, trimmed and frogged with golden soutaches making her look even more Enjolraic)!

You see what I mean? 

And here we can see her with Kai


And most surely Marius and Cosette as the Prince and Princess. A better-looking dark-haired bohemian and his fiancée-young wife; also, my straight OTP to mirror my queer OTP in the leading cast. And the Mariusette pairing arc in canon also mirrors the Fourth Story subplot of the fateful test-interview (not to mention Shakespeare's Portia, which was most likely the inspiration for Andersen!). The hair colour of the princess is something that fluctuates between adaptations: Christian Birmingham made her a brainy brunette, for instance, Edmond Dulac gave her powdered hair, and in the Atamanov film and Manuel Sumberac illustrations, she is a ginger. Fair nutbrown, like caffè latte, in The Fairytaler. But there are versions, like the Elspethdixon fic or the Nicki Raven retelling, or the illustrations by Sanna Annukka or Enrique Bernárdez or Rie Cramer (below), in which she is golden-haired or Titian-haired, as a young adult Gerda to her prince's young adult Kai -and of course Cosette may be the straight Enjolras to Marius's straight Grantaire!

Sanna Annukka 

 
Enrique Bernárdez


Rie Cramer



The next piece fell into place the winter before the AU was published (2016), as I did the FutureLearn MOOC course "Hans Christian Andersen's Fairy Tales", and had a chat with a French coursemate of mine. Our chat went on something like this:

  • Fabienne Ellis
  • Going back to the Robber girl...is it just me or does she remind anybody of Gavroche in Les Miserables or rather the depiction of Gavroche on Delacroix's painting "liberty leading the people",where, just like the robber girl, he brandishes his two pistols ?
    ...or maybe that is just me being far too French..










  • Sandra Elena Dermark Bufi
    Yes, she reminds me of both Éponine and Gavroche.


  • True, she has Eponine's plucky personality too ! 












  • Sandra Elena Dermark Bufi


    And she renounces to Kai to let him have his Gerda, much like Éponine when it comes to Marius (only that, unlike Éponine and the Little Mermaid, the Robber Girl does not sacrifice her own life).



  • Emma Robertson 24 NOV
    Okay, I have to see Les Miserables now!





    And from that moment on, I had cast the robber maiden in my Enjoltaire fusion. The icing on the cake is that the Thénardier girl is the spitting image of the dark-featured robber maiden!
    With her Maman as the robber woman and the rest of the Patron-Minette as the other brigands.


    Christian Birmingham

    Anastasia Arkhipova


    I felt that I had left 'Ponine to deal with the korrigans and not given Enj enough demanding tasks by means of having him run thrice around the fort. So the thorn bush came in handy; it also echoed Sleeping Beauty and added more symbolism of warmth and blood to the story and to Enj's character arc in both canon and this Snow Queen fusion.
    Rie Cramer

    Angela Barrett -- this illustration inspired A LOT of the Enjonine chapter


    But still something seemed to be amiss. It took yet another year to realise that the original Andersenian Snow Queen was not the right villainess for the story.

    After re-reading Les Misérables and re-watching Moulin Rouge that winter 2017, and then a subsequent re-read of The Silver Chair, it suddenly clicked. It just said click when I thought of the Green Faery of Absinthe, as a Lady of the Green Kirtle - click, like that - and the final piece of the puzzle fell into place. It all suddenly made sense. The shard of the shattered mirror of truth was, in consequence, replaced with absinthe - the green blood of the temptress - as the catalyst for Grand'R's downfall.




    I had the bunny for a Snow Queen Enjoltaire AU just like this one since long ago. Including whom to cast as the prince and princess, and the robber maiden (some unrequited, one-sided Enjonine, aside from obvious Mariusette!): I knew exactly how they would fit into the grand scheme of things (ie Cosette, Marius, and the Thénardier family). As well as the whole "Enj is Gerda and R is Kai" thing, and not the other way around, knowing who was the most feminine and the most masculine of the two (and, the icing on the cake: Enj is a blond in scarlet, while R has this addiction...). This classic adventure story fit this pairing, just like it fit Jaimienne, like a glove. Et voilà, it became my first Enjoltaire, and my first Mizzie, story EVER!! I figured out how to fit most of the Les Mis characters into it, for one thing. That bunny took a while to star the Green Faery as the titular villainess (I must clarify she is not my OC, but still she is the Green Faery from Moulin Rouge, with a dash of Lady of the Green Kirtle; while the Mizzie characters look as they do in the musical film of 2012... except for Enj's hairstyle: that long golden queue is from the WMT anime and the manga by Arai, aside from the SunNeko Lee manga! And I am as weak for men in low ponytails as for Enjoltaire... In the animated version, all the characters would be just like in the anime Shoujo Cosette or the Arai manga, but the Green Faery would look like Alala in Pichi Pichi Pitch!).





    Alala - though I imagine her as older and larger, though with the same Perky Female Minion personality!

      A lot of inspiration also came from the Laboulaye story "Perlino" (http://www.gutenberg.org/cache/epub/12120/pg12120-images.html), a Snow Queen/Pintosmalto nineteenth-century French retelling with an addicted, frozenhearted love interest "saisi d'une soif ardente" by the drug he ingests dissolved in liquor, but saved in extremis by a persistent heroine (this is the same plot, but adding Andersen elements and at least slightly queered, starring my Mizzie OTP!).

      An illustration of a frozenhearted Perlino (in canon, like in this illustration, he looks far more like Enj than R, but no matter)

       Also, the effect of the intoxicant, including the withdrawal symptoms, is that of rauha. I just adore this take on the fairytale sleeping-draught and thought of absinthe with rauha...  There are also "Goblin Market" references in the form of that bloodstained awakening kiss... and Rossetti's poem, the third fairytale that inspired me for this AU, is also one of the great Victorian fairytales concerning drug addiction and sacrificial love, starring a queer couple (Laura and Lizzie, said to be "sisters," and living under the same roof; but, just like the "sibling" bond of Gerda and Kai, or Enj and R for that matter, this may rather be referring to moirallegiance). The final releasing kiss, that thaws the frozen heart, and much of the scene there I paraphrased in prose from "Goblin Market", in particular from this illustration (just think these two are Enj and R, hair colour obvious, and not Lizzie and Laura respectively)!



      The potion being made from the villainess's blood and trapping the antihero in an addiction-fueled toxic relationship is from the cautionary tale "La adormidera" in the collection La vida de las flores, another of my sources. The story being a cautionary tale, however, ends in a far more tragic fashion - unlike Kai or Laura, Martín has no one to look after him and save his life, and he dies of an overdose. 

      From the MOOC, I also took another Andersenian element that I mentioned as being echoed by Oscar Wilde in my comments, the painful ordeal of embracing a thornbush: As for the barren thornbush that blossoms when watered with heart's blood once a loving character's chest is pushed against the thorns...
      That qualifying test of warming the thornbush had always been a poignant image, all the way since childhood. Jacob Böggild, the educator on the MOOC, gave the following analysis of the qualifying test of the thorns:
      [···] contains several of the basic components of the folk tale.
      [···] initiates a quest to get [···] back. Before being able to meet and fight [···] adversary, [···] must overcome a number of obstacles. 
      Firstly, in order to acquire information about which way to go, [···] must [···] and then warm up the thorn bush with heart blood. 
      But the story is also a psychological allegory; an allegory about what one could call the work of mourning.
      [···] mental pain is then translated into physical pain by the thorns which draw blood. 
      And I replied to Böggild: "as for the thorns-into-chest-heart's-blood-make-barren-rose-bush-blossom, it's such a beautiful metaphor for the good that can spring out of suffering." So a thread sprung from this, just like the Éponine/robber maiden simile:


      Thank you for pointing to the other similar 'rose/thorn' stories. I read the episode as partly physical pain, but also indicating the psychological pain or sharing pain with others - other people benefited from empathy.

      -----------------------------

      I would add to the symbols of deep sorrow the scene with thorn bushes. If 
       [···], can the scene with the bushes, when  [···] clasps the bushes to  [···] breast and they go deep into [···] flesh and blood comes out, symbolise that  [···]  hurts [···]self unconciously in pain?
      Jacob BøggildLEAD EDUCATOR
      i think the physical pain reflects or symbolizes mental or psychic pain, Gayane.



      Marianne Stecher-Hansen points out that "this sacrifice may represent the creator's sacrifices for their art: when one's blood flows for the thorn bush, it is the artist offering their heart to the public." Just like both Enjolras and Yours Truly, and so many other authors who have echoed the motif, have done. The motif has been echoed in subsequent literary tales by Oscar Wilde and Magda Bergquist. 
      I just felt that such a cathartic motif would never be out of place in an Enjoltaire gothic fusion fic like this; it encapsulates Enjolras' character perfectly (and also echoes the refrain of La Marseillaise to a certain degree = ie the blood that will water the meadows and furrows of France). That qualifying test of warming the thornbush had always been a poignant image, all the way since childhood. I felt that I had left 'Ponine to deal with the korrigans and not given Enj enough demanding tasks by means of having him run thrice around the fort. So the thorn bush came in handy; it also echoed Sleeping Beauty (the prince making his way through) and the Tireur d'Épine in the first chapter, and added more symbolism of warmth and blood and hearts/chests to the story and to Enj's character arc in both canon and this Snow Queen fusion. Furthermore, the Biedermeier (early Victorian idyl) style in which the original tale is written unfurled in the 1820s-1830s that are most popular choice of setting for illustrators, theatre groups, and filmmakers when it comes to adapting Andersenian tales. The same historical setting of Les Misérables, long story short.
      As the AU went on, it gradually unfurled into a novella, even longer than the French versions that Louis Moland and Alexandre Dumas translated of "La Reine des Neiges" by adding more detail (their mis-translation of Finnmark as "la Finlande" aside). And that notwithstanding that I pruned away all the big-lipped alligator moments in the Andersenian tale: the middle and last thirds of Story the Third (the whole flower garden of eternal springtime) and the first half of Story the Sixth (the Saami wise woman, just like a bureaucrat, merely redirects Gerda to the Finnmark wise woman with a message to deliver). So, cutting out all these big-lipped alligator moments, the basic story of The Snow Queen fits neatly into a classical Shakespearean five-act structure, I thought; and the five-act structure was implemented into this Enjoltaire fusion.

      Also, Éponine became a Finnwoman+Robber-Maiden composite. I couldn't find the right people in the Mis-verse... I thought of casting Fauchelevent/Valjean as the owner of the springtime garden, but I was obliged to portray him as Cosette's guardian, so I have skipped that chapter entirely (and got earlier to Mariusette)... Ditto for finding out who would be the Finnwoman.

      Then there was the inspiration from Shakespeare, from symphonic rock tunes and lyrics (Genesis: mainly Lilywhite Lilith, The Musical Box, and The Fountain of Salmacis - Pink Floyd: Crazy Diamond, Lunatic, Wish You Were Here, any song dedicated by Roger Waters to Syd Barrett [might as well be an Enjoltaire song, sent from the leader to the drugged prodigal without whom, at the end of the day, makes the group what it is]- Yes: that Roundabout that became the ending tune to JoJo's Bizarre Adventure sagas 1 and 2), from Celtic lore, from Mylène Farmer videoclips (where the French popstar has always got something of Éponine in her), from One Piece (kuroashi fighting style, which was inspired by savate), from the anime adaptations of CLAMP manga series, and many other sources; aside from my own Mediterranean upbringing and first brushes with the Scandinavian climate...

      *********************************************
      It wound up being faaaaaar longer than its Westerosi counterpart and spiritual predecessor, The Queen Beyond the Wall, because there is so much more lore (knowledge, culture...) to nineteenth-century France, and to nineteenth-century Europe as a whole, than to Westeros!
      However, the story "La Fée Verte" I have published for Once Upon 24 Times was sentenced to be but a Director's Cut, due to the constraints of the size limits of blog posts.
      It seems that La Fée Verte is exceeding the length allowed by the size limits -I have had this problem before with other fics-. So I cut out most of the commentaries -and the epilogue- from the original document in order to make it fit. I hope I can write as much as I want about this world and these characters... I wish I could, indeed. XOXO
      As mentioned earlier, if your one post already exceeds the 1MB limit, there is little you can do except to split that article into separate posts.
      "Your readers might be happy, if you were to segment your narrative..." I heard that advice and resolved to pay heed to it.
      There is autopagination. So there is nothing to do but surrender, and leave this as but a draft-first version-director's cut of the integral story (ditto for the Baratheon saga, I must say).
      And thus, for this year's Samhain (this is a pretty adult, scary version, though not bereft of fluff) I decided to post the uncut version in chapters.

      martes, 7 de julio de 2015

      HOPE, THY COLOUR IS SCARLET

      Go Princess Precure - Episode 22
      Welcome to Noble Academy, dear Towa! Though you'll have to let go of the past...


      Unsullied white fits the new, improved Towa far better than ominous black.
      Besides, that Regency-style frock is sooooo cute!!!

      The Noble Academy uniform looks so good on Towa as well!!!

      From on now, Towa (AKA Cure Scarlet) will attend Noble Academy as a
      student more, with the surname Akagi (full name: Towa Akagi).

      Trivia: Towa is a Sagittarius, born on the 15th of December 
      (the Hope Kingdom uses the same calendar as Earth... was it colonized long ago?)


      (Outside Noble Academy, as the Cures come home)
      YUI: Who's this?
      KIRARA: It's Twilight.
      YUI (shocked): Gasp!?
      HARUKA: Don't worry at all! She's Princess Towa now.
      MINAMI: We'll explain it later on. Let's get some good rest first.



      In last episode, an unconscious Princess Towa was brought to Noble Academy while
      her older brother, Prince Grand Kanata, stayed behind 
      in the Hope Kingdom, left to an uncertain fate...



      When this episode begins, Towa is dreaming of the happy childhood she once had
      ere she was spirited away... 
      In this dream, they're both children playing music on the same hill outside the palace against the
      same bright blue sky, like always before...

      (Towa gets a note wrong.)
      TOWA: Oh, I messed up again.
      KANATA (calmly): No need to rush, Towa.

      TOWA: Big brother... (sigh)
      KANATA: If you mess up, just take things step by step.
      That's the path to become a Grand Princess.
      TOWA: I know, but... (Pause.) 

      TOWA: I want to get better quickly, big brother, so I can play this song with you!
      KANATA: Towa...
      TOWA (cheerful): Okay, let's try again.

      When she lays her bow on her violin, child Towa becomes masked Twilight.


      TOWA (waking up in a cold sweat): (GASP!)

      Towa wakes up in Kirara's bedroom at Noble Academy.
      From on now, Towa will have the lower bed, with Kirara sleeping above her.
      She gets up and starts gasping for breath, still in bed.
      Then, she suddenly remembers all that she had once done for the Dysdarks,
      when she had a different name and hair colour.

      The sole thought makes her cringe and clutch her throbbing head.
      Right as she was calming down, she takes a look around the room and sees...

      Her tainted Perfume and Keys are still on her bedside.

      Poor, poor, poor Towa. Still brooding after her heel-face turn, and as shocked as
      a veteran of the Great War.

      Holding her latest Black Key in hand, she goes out for a pleasant walk while
      meditating on the paths she has taken.
      TOWA (sunken head, pensive): Big brother...
      Then, a familiar classical tune reaches her ears.
      TOWA (surprised): That melody...

      MEANWHILE IN THE HOPE KINGDOM...
      Shut refuses to accept that Twilight is gone for good...
      SHUT: Gasp! (desperate) Princess Twilight!!
      LOCK (sarcastic): What a broken heart.
      SHUT (in anger): What did you say!?
      LOCK (cool): In any case, where did Lady Dyspear go? (He looks at the empty throne.)

      The throne is, indeed, empty. And surrounded with oodles of thorns.

      THE WOODS AROUND NOBLE ACADEMY:


      Twilight follows the music and finds out 
      that none other than Haruharu is playing that mournful, warm tune.
      HARUKA (surprised) Oh! Princess... Towa?
      TOWA: Why do you know that song?
      HARUKA (surprised) Huh? Oh, Madame Shamour taught me.
      Kanata played this song often, right?
      I heard from Kanata.
      You practiced the violin a lot with him.
      (Towa keeps silent and sighs)
      HARUKA (reaching Towa Kanata's violin in its case): Oh, I need to give this back to you.

      Haruharu puts the violin in its white crown-decked case and gives it to Towa.
      TOWA (surprised): That's... Brother's violin.

      HARUKA: I think you should be the one to hold on to it. Of course!
      Would you like to play with me?
      TOWA (enraged, broken, turning her back on Haruharu and startling her): Please stop!!!
      That violin... (Pause, sobs, looking away/shifty-eyed) I don't want to see it anymore.

      A familiar black skirt trails among the hollyhocks as a familiar mezzo voice is heard.
      DYSPEAR: I understand. That is the proof of your unfulfilled dream. 
      (The flowers wither in Dyspear's wake.)



      BOTH GIRLS: Dy-Dyspear!? Wh-why!?


      DYSPEAR: You think you can run away so easily... Twilight? 
      Come back to me immediately.

      TOWA (determined): I will not! I am not Twilight anymore!
      DYSPEAR: Look at what you're wearing, Princess of the Dysdarks.
      (Shocked, Towa looks down to her clothes, to find out that she is still dressed in her
      Twilight frock.)
      TOWA (frightened): Th... This is your doing...
      DYSPEAR (smiling, ironic): You won't call me "Lady Mother" anymore?
      TOWA: (left speechless)
      DYSPEAR: That's correct. Everything was my doing. But the truth cannot be changed.
      The Hope Kingdom is meeting its end. Your older brother, too.
      (Towa gasps, shocked, with wide open eyes, trembling like a leaf and unable to speak.)
      HARUKA: Kanata is fine!
      DYSPEAR: Even when I'm already here?
      TOWA (desperate, broken, shocked to the core): N-no...
      HARUKA: Towa!
      DYSPEAR (advancing towards both girls, she makes the garden flowers wither): Does the truth hurt? But everything is too late now.


      DYSPEAR (invading Towa's personal space): Now that things have gotten to this point, 
      why don't you continue being my daughter?
      TOWA (frightened, trembling, eyes wide open): No...
      DYSPEAR: Your dream ended from the very beginning. 
      From the moment you stepped into my forest.
      (Towa is still speechless, pale, shuddering and short of breath. Her facial expression betrays she's shocked.)
      DYSPEAR (ominous): Come on, be a good child now. Just keep on despairing!! (Towa shudders and gasps in a cold sweat, Dyspear's face reflected in her eyes.)
      TOWA (desperate, shutting her eyes): No!!!

      (Dyspear embraces Towa tightly, pushing the princess to her own chest (the keyhole in her heart?),
      as purple thorny vines galore shoot up from the ground at lightning speed to great heights, enclosing both the villainess and captive Towa in their midst. The vines also swallow up Kanata's violin in its white case.)
      HARUKA: Kanata's violin! (She runs away to the Academy with Towa's violin in its crimson case.)

      From the garden, Yui sees the rapidly growing hedge of thorns, that now looks like an enormous rose in the bud.
      YUI: Wh-what's that!?

      Yui happens to have gathered all of the female supporting cast outside the dorms.
      A sudden red wind-like energy lashes at all of them. And by the end of this attack, they are 
      infected with despair, glowing dark purple and growing weary.

      The victims include my favourite muggle characters, Ranko and Seira.
      This is the second time a Dysdark attacks en masse (choosing many more than a single target), and
      it's freaking exciting, because like everyone's life is at stake.

      The red wind originates, as a red glow, from the bud on top of the hedge of thorns. Haruka,
      protected by her Dress-Up Keys' pink aura, braves the tempest.
      HARUKA: Princess Towa!
      Suddenly, Minami and Kirara appear. 
      MINAMI: What happened!?
      HARUKA: Towa's inside there!
      THE OTHER TWO: Eh!?
      VOICE OF DYSPEAR (evil laugh)

      The thorns at the bottom of the hedge part, revealing Lady Dyspear being fed red despair energy
      from the back by six purple vines.
      DYSPEAR: What fabulous despair. As expected from Twilight.
      She worked hard even to the bitter end.
      ALL THREE CURES: D-Dyspear!!
      HARUKA: The bitter end!?
      DYSPEAR (coldly, smiling): Without any despair left, she is but a fallen leaf.
      ALL THREE CURES (shocked): No way!
      DYSPEAR (smiling): Now... you shall meet your destruction!
      (She fires a blast of black and dark purple thorns with a red aura from her right hand at the untransformed Cures. It raises a huge cloud of dust from the ground, but, in the end, the villainess looks wondering with a "huh?" expression. When the dust has lifted, the transformed Cures lunge at the hedge of thorns.)

      CURE FLORA (determined): Sorceress of despair, Dyspear! Please prepare yourself!
      DYSPEAR (smiling, ironic): Interesting.

      The vast shadow she projects branches out to become five shadow ghosts with her horns.
      These ghosts clash with the Cures in a Priori Incantatem.

      The Rods fall from hands that loose their grip, and the Cures lie unconscious on the floor.
      DYSPEAR: Hmph, so this is your limit.
      CURE MERMAID: She's incredibly strong.
      CURE TWINKLE: And she's even powered up with Towa's power of despair.
      PUFF, AROMA (looking at the hedge of thorns, Puff holds Twilight's violin in its crimson case): What should we do?
      (The hedge of thorns, that looks like a huge rose in the bud, throbs and glows red.)
      CURE FLORA (coming to and standing up, determined): I must save her... No matter how hard the situation is, I must save Princess Towa!
      (Flashback of Kanata's heroic sacrifice in Episode 21)
      KANATA: Please take care of Towa.
      (Back to the present and the ongoing battle)
      AROMA: But how?
      (Haruharu notices the crimson violin case Puff is holding.)
      CURE FLORA: That's it!
      (Flashback to Episode 21 and Kanata's violin tune purifying Towa.)
      CURE FLORA: That song... may be able to save Towa from the depths of despair once again!
      CURE TWINKLE: Seems like that's all we've got.
      CURE MERMAID: Go, Cure Flora. (Pause.) Save Princess Towa!
      CURE FLORA: Okay!
      DYSPEAR: Huh?
      (The Cures rush full speed towards the thorns, curb-stomping the shadow ghosts. Cure Flora leaps off as high as she can, towards the bud of the thorn rose.)
      DYSPEAR: You're going for Twilight, huh? (She fires more black thorns with red aura from her right hand upwards, targeting Cure Flora. All three Cures counter-attack at once, as a flying Cure Flora inside a bubble closes in on the bud and enters it like a bullet. It's dark and gloomy inside.)

      Inside the dark hedge of thorns, in the bud of the thorn rose, 
      Kanata's violin case, white and inlaid with a golden crown,
      is hanging from some vines (like a hammock of vines).
      From her confinement in a cage of tendrils in the same bud, 
      an imprisoned and brainwashed Towa looks constantly at the case.
      Sealed away in the bud on top of the hedge of thorns...
      Towa with mind-control eyes once more? That is no good omen...
      Every now and then, the vines glow red from the hedge as if blood were flowing through them
      and a throbbing sound is heard.
      It seems that the captive Towa functions... the bud of tendrils where she is kept is like a heart
      and the thorns are the veins. Given that Dyspear has the ends of those thorns on her back,
      the whole procedure has the air of a transfusion. And body horror has always frightened me
      (feels a surge of adrenalin as she sees that red glow and hears that "lubdub" sound)



      CURE FLORA (seeing Towa captured, with mind control eyes): Princess Towa! (Gasp!)
      (Outside)
      DYSPEAR (advancing towards the other Cures): What did you think was going to happen?
      Seems like your tricks went a bit too far, you mere girls!!! (The six red tendrils detach themselves from the hedge of thorns and recoil into her back, disappearing beneath her skin. Her anger increases and she begins to glow with a red and purple aura.)
      CURE TWINKLE (leaning against the hedge of thorns) / CURE MERMAID (standing before Dyspear): Now then... the real show begins.
      (Back inside the dark bud)
      (Cure Flora is going to play the violin for a captive Towa, but, as Cure Flora puts the bow to the strings of the instrument, suddenly...)
      TOWA (coldly, apathetic): Stop. (Dramatic pause.) I don't want to hear it. 
      It will just make me remember...
      ...about my big brother, about the Hope Kingdom. My sins...
      CURE FLORA (surprised): (Gasp) (smiling happily) Don't say that. Let's get out of here first.

      TOWA (coldly, apathetic): What will we do then? I've already fallen into despair. 
      I've committed great sins. I have nothing left.
      I have no place to return to, nor do I have any dreams.
      Even becoming a Grand Princess...
      CURE FLORA: You can!
      (Towa gasps and raises her eyes.)
      CURE FLORA: If you wish for it from the bottom of your heart, it will definitely come true!
      (shedding a teardrop, with tears in her eyes) Kanata told me that...
      TOWA (the highlights/sparkles return to her eyes): Big...bro...ther...
      CURE FLORA: Kanata said that his dream was to play the violin with you, once again. 
      I want to cheer that dream on! That's why we should move forward, once again!
      (Towa looks up and sees her brother's violin case, hanging from its cradle of thorny vines.)
      TOWA: Big brother...

      (The whole bud shakes and the case is tossed from the vines onto the floor, opening and revealing the violin inside in front of a surprised Towa's eyes.)
      TOWA (surprised, gasps)
      (She reaches out through the thorny bars of her prison, yet her hand trembles and darts away right before she lays it on the violin.)
      TOWA (shuddering): I'm afraid...
      CURE FLORA (reassuring): It's okay.
      TOWA (gasps)
      CURE FLORA: Don't worry. (She begins to play that mournful, warm tune, Kanata's leitmotif, on Towa's violin. And she speaks as she plays the instrument.): No matter how many times you mess up, just take things step by step.

      These words remind Towa of her childhood, and of her older brother encouraging her.

      (Flashback to childhood once more. Same green hill as every flashback.)
      KANATA: Even if you mess up, just take things step by step.
      TOWA: I know. Okay, let's try again.

      From inside her prison of thorns, Towa plays her violin. She plays the ominous, equally mournful leitmotif of her dark self, Twilight.
      (Outside the bud, Dyspear having curb-stomped the two other Cures.)
      DYSPEAR: Hmm? Violin?
      (Inside her cage of thorns, Towa still plays her dark self's leitmotif as skilfully as she can. Then, she plays a duet with Cure Flora, each one repeating the tune she had played before in counterpoint, at unison. Light begins to leak into the bud of thorns.)
      (Outside, the other two are once more on their feet)
      CURE TWINKLE: The two melodies are resonating?
      CURE MERMAID: It was a single song!
      DYSPEAR (her aura begins to fade and finally disappears): The despair is disappearing?

      (Flashback to the Hope Kingdom. The hilly landscape around the Royal Palace, while the sky was still blue.)
      KANATA (as a child): Listen, Towa. No matter how much it hurts, you must never give up.
      The light of hope that shines upon everyone's dreams... 
      That is what makes a Grand Princess.
      TOWA (nodding, smiling): Yes, I know.
      TOWA (back in the present, in her teens, held captive in her bud of thorns, playing the violin with tears in her eyes): I know, big brother.
      (The bud on top of the thorns glows with a very bright golden light and ultimately dissolves before the other Cures' surprised eyes.)

      The sky clears and we see Cure Flora and Towa, still playing their duet.
      Now the music sounds even warmer and still calm, reassuring.


      Obviously, Dyspear is not amused.
      DYSPEAR: Twilight, how did you... 

      TOWA (looking down into the hilly landscape, determined): I... will not despair any more!
      DYSPEAR (enraged): What foolish words! (As she raises her left hand, purple thorns spring from the top of the hedge, bringing Towa to the ground, so that she falls into the void.)
      CURE FLORA: Princess Towa!
      (Towa falls down from a great height, from off the hedge of thorns, at lightning speed. Yet she still keeps her head cool and does not even shout.)
      TOWA (falling): Sins once committed will never disappear. (Blue flames rise around her.) But if I wish from the bottom of my heart (Blue flames gather, close in on her)... Then I shall live with my sins... I shall shoulder these sins of mine, once again... (She reaches out her right hand as blue flames engulf her. The Black Keys, glowing completely golden, escape her pockets and soar up high inside spheres of golden light as she reaches out for them.)

      TOWA (determined): And aim to become a Grand Princess!
      (She clasps one of the Keys. Her form, falling to the ground, is now a shooting star of blue flames with a bright golden twinkle inside, then the flames change colour to orange and golden as she lands with a great burst of fire, that purifies the Key, turning it of white crystal with scarlet details.
      Her Perfume also changes colour from purple to white.) 


      Go about your business
      Act as if you’re free
      No one could have witnessed 
      What you did to me!

      Cause you wouldn’t know me today
      And you have got to see
      to believe...
      From the fading light I fly!

      TOWA: Precure...


      TOWA: ...Princess Engage!
      (Her Perfume fills with cherry-red liquid, that she sprays on herself.)

      Rise like a phoenix
      Out of the ashes
      Seeking rather than vengeance, 
      Retribution: You were warned
      Once I'm transformed
      Once I’m reborn





      I rise up to the sky!
      You threw me down but
      I'm gonna fly!


      And rise like a phoenix
      Out of the ashes
      Seeking rather than vengeance
      Retribution: You were warned
      Once I'm transformed
      Once I’m reborn
      You know I will rise like a phoenix
      But you’re my flame

      She grows back her elf ears during the transformation.



      The fallen maiden's seen the light...
      Now she is blessed and kissed by fire...
      The Flame of Hope is shining bright,
      to brighter dreams it will inspire...
      Cure Scarlet, Cure Scarlet,
      the warrior of flame!
      Cure Scarlet, Cure Scarlet,
      of everlasting fame!
      Scarlet is her battle frock,
      scarlet is her violin now,
      the rubies on her scarlet crown,
      the scarlet Keys are free from sin now!
      Cure Scarlet, Cure Scarlet,
      the one of flame and hope!
      Cure Scarlet, Cure Scarlet,
      far better than the Pope!

      Her other Keys have also been purified.

      There is fire in her eyes.

      CURE SCARLET: The Princess of the True Scarlet Flames...
      Cure Scarlet!


      DYSPEAR (furious): What is going on here... Twilight!?

      (Horned shadow-ghosts lunge at Cure Scarlet, who fends them off quickly and powerfully one by one, dissolving them with her orange and scarlet flames. She then fires a tornado of flames that makes all the other shadow-ghosts vanish.)


      (After Cure Scarlet has landed)
      DYSPEAR: What is that power?
      CURE SCARLET (determined, advancing towards Dyspear): The flames of hope that scatter away darkness and light up hope!
      One day I will get back the Hope Kingdom and my brother.
      Until that day, (Dramatic pause) I will fight you, Dyspear, to the very end!!!

      CURE SCARLET (determined): Now, please prepare yourself!!!

      (Kanata's violin, held by Puff, glows golden and soars towards Cure Scarlet.)
      CURE SCARLET (looking at the violin): That's...
      (The golden glow becomes orange flames that cover the whole instrument and then
      quickly dispel, revealing the Scarlet Violin.)
      CURE SCARLET (surprised): Big brother...
      (determined) Exchange! Mode Elegant!


      Cure Scarlet's Mode Elegant. Stunning, eh?

      She inserts one of her Keys into the Violin. A bow of orange fire, that becomes a
      bow of transparent crystal, appears as well.

      She plays a new, more cheerful tune, on her Violin.
      CURE SCARLET: Take flight, wings of fire!



      Precure Phoenix Blaze!

      The flames advance quickly towards Dyspear.
      DYSPEAR: This power... (furious) Twilight!! (Engulfed by the flames, she vanishes and returns home in the eleventh hour.)

      CURE SCARLET: Have a nice day.

      (The hedge of thorns shatters and fades away)
      CURE FLORA: The fourth princess, huh?
      CURE MERMAID: Where's Dyspear?
      CURE SCARLET: That was not enough to defeat her. She just retreated.
      Cure Flora, I'm sure my brother is alive and well.
      ALL OTHER THREE (surprised) Really!?

      CURE SCARLET: I can feel it through this violin.
      CURE FLORA (with tears of joy in her eyes): We can... see him again, right?

      CURE SCARLET (smiling, confident): Yes, I'm sure.

      As the sun sets, at the end of the battle, Cure Scarlet told the other three
      that Kanata was still alive, for she could sense his feelings through the violin 
      (Are Hope Kingdom royal violins empathic instruments? And what is going on with Kanata???)

      The final title card of this episode shows the Scarlet Violin and Towa's set of purified
      Dress-Up Keys.



      MY OWN HUMBLE OPINION:
      The dream that opens this episode, which encapsulates Towa's anxieties and hopes about this moment, has been the greatest one in the series so far. The royal siblings as children are adorable, and I freaking love to see them interact, their good chemistry, Towa's perfectionism and Kanata encouraging her... UNTIL TWILIGHT POPPED UP AND RUINED IT ALL, forcing Towa to awaken in a cold sweat on the bed below Kirara and cast a glance at her still tainted Keys and Perfume.
      Shut's reaction: priceless once more. Shut is just soooo hammy that we definitely still want him around. And a Shutlight shipper like me wonders what will ever happen should he meet Towa/Cure Scarlet. Broken pedestal? Love-induced heel-face turn? Guess we should wait a little more to see them facing each other as enemies.
      Love that Towa still keeps the pronoun "watakushi" to refer to herself. And even as Cure Scarlet!
      Loved also how Towa's memories of Kanata snapped her out of her shell shock. And that still those melodies, those of both royal siblings now played in counterpoint, had the same key meaning as before. Music awakening memory and encouraging the despairing. Now she is free, both from the shackles of her prison and from those of her past. Kanata's violin as her weapon of choice is also rather symbolic and makes the whole series even more cathartic.
      The transformation into Scarlet was breathtaking, and even more because this is her first time and her Keys and Perfume have been purified. Towa getting elf ears once more, and pink hair, and such spectacular outfits... I've got a new favourite Cure for the season! That violin she attacked with, and those acrobatics she made, are truly redoubtable. I have never seen the likes of such a fighter in any magical girl warrior series!!! (So excited)
      Furthermore, the coda reveals that Kanata is in a perfect state in the present. But how long will it last?



      NEXT EPISODE (23): TOWA'S GREAT CULTURE SHOCK

      REVIEW BY OTHER FANS:
      Now that Towa is Cure Scarlet, her precure perfumes are purified and all, it now turned into the dreadful, “We can’t sit around and idle, we must train and hurry to save my Kingdom!” trope, which  is the exact theme for next week’s episode. It is not only predictable, but flat out unoriginal. I already have the sense the girls’ mission next week will be to help Towa to try and enjoy the daily life she missed out on and teach her everything will fall into place for when they can finally go back to her homeland to save her kingdom and Kanata.

      The rest of the Precure team take Towa out to the streets of Yumegahama
      on a shopping spree.

      "What's this?" 
      Never seen a daikon before, Towa?

      Fashion-savvy Kirara has picked a new look for Towa. And it's a-do-ra-ble!!!
      (I'm sharing the Cures' reaction)

      Unsullied white fits the new, improved Towa far better than ominous black.
      Besides, that Regency-style frock is sooooo cute!!!

      Towa runs away, having more important duties to attend to than brunching and shopping.
      TOWA: How can I enjoy myself before saving my homeland?

      However, an awkward Towa will have to confront the same hurdles as other
      naive newcomers to our post-industrial society...

      There is also, in the trailer, a scene of Towa meeting Yume Mochizuki in a park. Is this going to be a red herring or a major plot point?