Aurora 2026

Krislyn Moreland

machine on it and several pairs of sewing scissors, knives, pencils, and rulers all scattered around.

Ext . A beginning to seem run-down textile factory at night, with a yellow label on the side reading LeBella Int . We open as the lights on the stage begin to slowly illuminate. We see a young woman in her late 20s sitting at a cluttered workbench. There is a small lamp, but otherwise she is dimly lit. The noises of a busy city street play in the background. She is furiously moving from sewing machine to scissors to a drawing pad. You know you could sit at that bench till daybreak, and the morning light would still shine on the same mediocrity as the moon. Mariana (exasperated but sounding shameful. Speaks and then goes b‌ ack to her work) Hush now; I’m trying to concentrate. Narrator Oh yes, and look how far your “concentration” has gotten you. Sitting alone at 3 in the morning trying to persuade the scissors to work magic for you. Narrator (A voice piped in from above the stage.)

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Narrator You know Papa never had this problem. He could sit down for a single moment and have more sophisticated designs than you

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