LJ Idol // Week 1 // Hic Sunt Draconis

[serpentpixie]

Good evening,
Welcome to the fifth room of the Museum of Imaginary People.
This week, we enter the mysterious uncharted waters where, I am told, people fear to tread in case of dragons.

We at the Museum hope you enjoy the experience.

Hic Sunt Draconis

Have you ever been so afraid that you cannot move?

Video.
3 minutes, 16 seconds

Music credits:
The Tempest, by Taylor Hayward

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I have also included a simple transcript for those guests who may be unable to view the video for whatever reason.


Hic Sunt Draconis

Black.
Hand-drawn monster in a circle. Old film. Fades to black.
Text on black:
Everybody is afraid of something.
What am I afraid of?
A circular image of a tree. Text to the bottom right of the tree:
(I was afraid of trees)
Fade to black, Text on black:
Heights
Death
You
Monsters under the bed.
The same tree. Text to right of tree:
Falling out of trees
Fade to black, text on black:
Monsters under the bed
Momentary flash of the monster from the opening.
Black
Fade in image of black army boots in a puddle. Text to left of boots:
Where are you taking me?
Text to left of screen as boots fade to black:
Where have you been?
What am I afraid of?
You
This is my world, I have no need to leave
Spiders
Come outside.
No
Things I do not understand
I don’t want to go outside.
Image of tree, again. Text bottom right of screen:
Just a peek?
Fade to black. Text:
I have no need to leave.
Things I do not understand
Fade to rectangular cut-image of the sky. Text fades in beneath image:
I was afraid of the sky
Rectangular sky fades out and reappears lower down, with the text overlaid:
Do not look up
Fade to text on black:
I will not come outside
Tell me, when you die, where will you be then?
I would write it in purple sharpie across all the world
(hic sunt dracones)
I would write it in purple sharpie across all the world
Here be dragons
No one will remember you
Hic sunt dracones
Where have you been?
Nowhere but here is everywhere.
Things I do not understand
I will not come outside
What am I afraid of?
Image of monster, again. Then image “do not look up” old film, fades to new.
Text on black:
I will open the door, but I will not come outside
I have no need to leave
Text on black old film:
No one will remember you
Image of tree with “falling out of trees” text, again. Then “do not look up” again.
Then text on old film:
Things I do not understand
Text on black:
You.
Then image of tree with “(i was afraid of trees)”
Text on old film:
Spiders
You
Then image of monster, again.
Text on old film:
Things I do not understand
Heights
Falling out of trees
Things I do not understand
(hic sunt dracones)
(hic sunt dracones)
(hic sunt dracones)
(hic sunt dracones)
(hic sunt dracones)
Tell me, when you die, where will you be then?
No one will remember you
You will remember me
Come outside.
No
Nowhere but here is everywhere
You will remember me
Image of boots, again.
Then text on black:
Hic sunt dracones
Come outside.
Hic sunt dracones
Come outside.
Hic sunt dracones
Everybody is afraid of something.
You will remember me
Where have you been?
Have you ever seen the river meet the sea?
Seen the world from the tops of the trees?
Image of monster.
Text on black:
Have you ever been so afraid that you cannot move?
Image of boots, briefly, then text on black, again, briefly:
Come outside.
Monster.
Text on black:
Have you ever seen the river meet the sea?
Monster.
Text on black:
Come outside.
Spiders
Heights
Things I do not understand
Monster.
Text on black:
Where are you taking me?
Black.