[Intro – soft piano, distant choir] Narrator (soft, slow): It was a bright morning… in Monkey Hollow… The kind of morning… that felt written… long before it arrived… ⸻ [Verse 1 – gentle piano] Narrator: Agatha Rose… Known simply as Rose… She ties her choir robe… Laces her shoes… ⸻ Rose (whisper, internal): This is the day… ⸻ Narrator: The day she will learn… If she has been chosen… Every song… Every note… ⸻ Seraphina Vale (gentle, close): You’ve prepared for this… my Rose… ⸻ Narrator: Every lesson… From her mother… Seraphina Vale… Has led… here… ⸻ [Soft swell] Tower Voice (distant, layered): Stand now… my child… ⸻ Narrator: The voice did not come from the room… ⸻ Tower Voice: You will walk… to the Clocktower Choir Tower… You will receive your key… And you shall choose… your pendant… ⸻ [Transition – light bells] Narrator: The year… is 1887… Spring breathes life into Monkey Hollow… ⸻ [Verse 2 – ascending strings] Narrator: Rose climbs… The winding stairs… ⸻ Rose (breathing softly): It feels… like I’m floating… ⸻ Narrator: In her hand… a key… ⸻ Rose (whisper): It’s warm… ⸻ Narrator: Alive… ⸻ [Build – tension] Narrator: Twenty-three doors… ⸻ Tower Voice (whispered echo): Choose… ⸻ Narrator: She closes her eyes… ⸻ Rose (soft): Guide me… ⸻ [Drop – quiet, intimate] Narrator: A door opens… She steps inside… ⸻ Narrator (slower): Flowers… Warm sugar… A memory… not her own… ⸻ Tower Voice (very soft, close): Hold out your hand… ⸻ Rose (nervous breath): Okay… ⸻ Tower Voice: Reach… with your feelings… ⸻ [Pause] Tower Voice (whisper): Now… open your eyes… ⸻ [Chorus – swell, choir rises] Narrator: Light… ⸻ Rose (awe, breathless): It’s… beautiful… ⸻ Narrator: A glowing green pendant… Resting in her hand… ⸻ Tower Voice (firm now): Do not remove the pendant… ⸻ Rose (soft): I won’t… ⸻ Tower Voice: It is… part of you… ⸻ Tower Voice (echo layered): Never… remove the locket… ⸻ [Release] Tower Voice (fading): Go… my child… May the Lantern of Light… guide you… ⸻ [Final movement – fuller sound] Narrator: Rose steps forward… changed… She is not alone… ⸻ Narrator: Holly… chosen by the dark stone… Andy… bearer of the blue… Michael… keeper of the red… ⸻ [Outro – piano + choir fade] Narrator (final, slow): Four children… Four pendants… ⸻ Tower Voice (faint whisper): One song… ⸻ Narrator: And somewhere… beyond what they understand… The music… Has already begun…
