
Star Appears [DOMS ACT:1 Song: 0]
[INTRO – Whisper Over Black Stage] (Minimal sound: single bell tone, occasional heartbeat drum, low oud harmonics) (ASHIMASI (whispered, almost spoken)): Strange sky? barest black, darker than dreamless sleep. void scape, impossible Sithic abyss— Would seem nowhere at all, save for. What is this? Dry rot squelch beneath my feet. (Single bell strike. Faint tremor in low strings.) [VERSE 1 – The Star Appears] (ASHIMASI (soft, sung)): That! A white point, needle end through — umbral shade, though this is not Magnus' light. My eyes, sharpen? No. It closes... No wink, sparkle shining Closer, what's this? (Sparse oud notes, long silences. Wordless chorus hum fades in like wind through glass.) [VERSE 2 – The Star Descends, World Awakens] (ASHIMASI (mezzo rising, tremolo strings beneath)): Empty space around me is all clear now, New uninvited dawn barges in All around me are trees, shrubs of polish black, with subtle sheen What's more odd-- beasts? glowing gaze yet undecided shape, their stare is cold, breezing from sockets prickling skin, waking prey sense, fear. (Celesta flickers; tonal fragments mutate.) [BRIDGE – The Voice in the Thicket] (Distorted panning, call-and-response between Ashimasi and Voice. Echo processing.) (ASHIMASI): Who are you there, who speaks? (VOICE (insectoid alien garbled trill-like)): Thsss…saaa…tthhrrruuummm… (ASHIMASI): What tongue is this? Slither hums, ring deaf. (VOICE male deep almost inaudible): …ba…baa…baa-da-daaa…uuu… (Percussion stutters; Sheogorath motif enters in warped woodwinds.) [VERSE 3 – The Star Devours the Sky] (ASHIMASI (mezzo, urgent)): The new star, closer still! I feel its breath, immediate, hot-cold What eats the dark? Reveals bone beneath dun flesh, Marion lanterns attached at joints? Still the flesh resists, even insinuation of melt (Dissonant choral cluster surges; brass glissandi scream upward.) [Explosion of glass instruments] [CLIMAX – The Curling Flight] (ASHIMASI (with breaking intensity)): Closer than thought! You are watching me?! [Light explodes in a soar of theramin and synth] Where have you gone?! What is this?! Explosion of white cinders, now rain. What are you? That stretches in molten rivulets away now? Following your slithering paths, what are these? [Soar of sonic brass and theramin] You bid me to follow you? Why would I dare? Follow you - where? (Polyrhythm collides: drums in 7/8, brass in 5/4, organ swelling and destabilizing tempo.) [FINAL IMAGE – The Copper Gate] (ASHIMASI (almost whispered, breath-trembling)): And what there—? That gate? Tarnished green, or clean as sunlit glass. It waits—me? (Music drains to metallic shimmer; toy piano ghosts a motif; silence.)


