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#WordWeavers 11.1 — Magical fantasy movie promo.

Black starry sky shows Earth centered on Arizona and meso-America with typical cloud cover. There isn't a sub-solar bright spot, instead light seems to be coming as from a light-ring focused on the globe. The camera swoops toward Colorado.

High aerial view shows a curved horizon and what looks like cities, many cities, plumes of black smoke rising and drifting north. The sun doesn't look right.

Three quick views of gliding over blasted landscapes, burnt trees, smoldering buildings—each closer.

[Voice over sounding vaguely like Rod Serling]: "Civilization dies yet again."

It's a battlefield, too far away to see anything but vaguely human forms. No recognizable machines, but metal fragments, a steampunk fantasy of wagons, sleds.

A flapping-wings sound heralds a crow-like shadow swooping down as we notice the sun...

A bright late afternoon glow, like clouds illuminated prior to sunset but without clouds, spreads north and south. Something's definitely wrong with the sun.

Flash montage of grime-covered broken bodies. Some people have feathered wings. A few have cat-like legs with hooves. They look human, otherwise. The rest of the dead are regular humans.

We see a brass handheld device in a dark-skinned hand. Sparkles blink from what aren't bulbs and look vaguely like fireflies. The glow intensifies and a shower of sparks swirls out and point right. It looks like magic.

[Voice over]: "One lost man scavenges for miraculous devices he can sell."

We hear canvas-like sounds. Raven, a dark-skinned man with long black hair appears. He has bat-like wings (a third set of limbs on is back) that make downstrokes (like an eagle landing) to land him where the sparks point. His wings have a vague golden aura until he lands.

Zoom in on the pale face of a woman who will be named Sunny. Grey color makes her look corpse-like. Pointed antelope horns sprout from the back of her skull and meet at her forehead, evoking a Roman laurel crown. The right horn is cracked and hanging from a head wound. She's covered in dried blood and dirt, but we see the remnants of a torn and burnt uniform. She's in a fetal position. We pull back to see an iridescent blue feathered angel wing THEN a rusty red one! Both twisted beneath her. Her brown feline-shaped legs (naked to above her hips) end in hooves, but they don't match the bloodied olive skin of her back under the blood-encrusted uniform blouse. Pulling back further, we see the glowing miasma from Raven's handheld insistently pointing at Sunny, brightening even more.

Finishing the pullback, we flyover and glimpse twisted dead that might be missing body parts.

[Raven holding handheld]: "How augmented was she?"

Close up on Sunny's face. She gasps, inhales loudly. Her face changes from grey to flushed. A golden halo forms around her head and dirt blows away from her with the sound of autumnal leaves.

New, bright, spring-like scene with green tree foliage behind. Sunny lies on a makeshift bed on a tree limb, head bandaged so she looks like a normal human. Green eyes open and blink. She smiles at the camera, but looks perplexed.

[Sunny]: "I'm alive? Why's that surprising...? Why don't I know who I am?"

[Voice over]: "A woman found alive on a battlefield of the dead. A Frankenstein monster without a Frankenstein. A man searching for a reason for his heart to beat."

Raven's hands take Sunny's hands. Her differently-colored angel wings stir.

[Voice over, ominous]: "The war isn't over."

Brief image of a giant human with deer antlers. Building-sized. A halo appears around its head. A disintegrating house, a splintering tree, and people raise up like autumn leaves caught in a glowing golden whirlwind.

Return to Raven and Sunny in the tree.

[Voice over]: "How many died because of her?"

[Raven]: "How many?"

Pull back to show Raven folding his bat wings behind his back.

[Voice over]: "Can he love a monster?"

[Raven]: "Can I not?"

[Voice over]: "Can it restore lost memories?"

Pull back to flash montage of the battlefield, antlered humans of various types some with halos, regular humans fleeing and day angels flapping into the air desperately, burning cities from airplane altitude, suddenly obscured by flapping blue and red angel wings. They visually cover the earth. Lost differently colored feathers zigzag and shoot into the camera lens.

[Announcer voice over with bold titles]: "DEVIL-GIRL, RELUCTANT SAVIOR, coming Memorial Day Weekend, 2024."

[Title is VERY tentative. I don't think the story is adaptable to a screenplay, but if it is... probably James Cameron can do justice to it. Based on these experimental stories and something else: https://eldritch.cafe/@sfwrtr/111180347262422297. https://eldritch.cafe/@sfwrtr/111191533450077751. Author retains copyright.]

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