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Year of the Horse - Act Four - Fucked Up
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Year of the Horse - Act Four Fucked Up

Year of the Horse - Act Four - Fucked Up
[-SCENE ONE-]
SHERIFF KING:
Thought I died, don’t you cry
King came high! See you child

Dust will rise, black the sky
Grow the vine
Let her fly

A river cuts through the cliff. Safe passage to the village
The lizards race back to Sour with his horse, drawn by his power

Lance withers like a weed, pushed forward by the need
From across the river wide the lizards hiss at him and the child

Blanche holds him tight to keep him alive
But a shadow falls, when the demon calls

The dust awaits. Declare the fates
So they charge into the fire, rеady to tear down their lives

A crack through thе air! They hiss in fear. Now Sour
Senses a change. He’ll raise the earth! So Lance
Charges across that sea he parts, and Blanche
Cries out again when Kaye, her home, is shot!
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