The Highland Tale; The King Scene One Act One Sub Act One

 THE CITADEL

ACT ONE

SCENE ONE

SUB ACT ONE

 

The battle scene around the citadel was not a distraction inside its walls. The citadel loomed high above the structures of the city with its higher walls and windowless surface. The walls formed a barrier that locked out any sight of its interior. With the destruction outside, not a dent or scratch was inflicted on the citadel. It was a circular structure that was like a cauldron in design from the outside, but with a difference: there was a doorway on the side and high-designed doors. The only ones allowed in were by invitation, which was rare.

No one knew who the inhabitants were inside.

Perhaps rodents knew, but then it did not cause any evacuation, although the noise of the destruction was around.

“When shall we have silence and solitude?” The sound that mimicked the words of humans responded to the constant pounding outside the walls of the citadel.

“When the mayhem subsides, for it will mean a victor and the other the defeated.” Another voice was heard with a slight difference in tone.

“Alas, we should not be affected. How could we be? We are bathed by sunlight or the moon, but silence is what we require." The first set of voices resonated.

“There will be a set of suns. Well, at least the heat will give us some solace with the solar panels.” Another third voice made its presence known. “The power gauges are low there.”

“Solar? We have other sources to rely on.” The first voice quipped in.

“It precludes the rodents from having to remain in the conduits and chewing at the panels.” The third sound retorted. “It would be signalled to me to do the remedial actions.”

“The mayhem will end soon.” The second voice snapped on. “The volume of destruction had dwindled in the...”

“Of when? And where? I have no... " The first voice intercepted the call.

“The General comes.” The second voice resonated. “The end is nigh. The conclusion within the …”

“The concluding factor? Will he appear here?” The first voice raised the query.

“He will.” The second voice was heard. “Behold my conclusion. I need to check my assessment again. Graymalkin Query held many possible concluding points. Like the Cheshire Analysis.”

“Well, I will not conclude that that will affect my toad tallies." The first voice was added. “The draw of humanity depends on the complexities of the abstract, but there will be a conclusion. They called it fate.”

"Conclusions... all is in the numbers, fair or foul; we shall not need to know, but the results will be as clear as the conclusions; be it for them to accept... or not.” The third voice was heard before silence once again permeated the walls there.