====== The Jacobean Era ====== ===== Dramatis Personae ===== **EARLIER COLONISTS:**\\ **Geil Morison** - leader of the branch of Clan Morison stranded on the island\\ **Sikka** - a Scandinavian fisherwoman who eventually became //Monstrousness// \\ **Shoney** - Sikka’s child - (ruled by //Monstrousness//, and later by //Twist//)\\ **Edward Douglas** - former Earl of Ormond (ruled by //Exile//)\\ **Marion Douglas** - Edward’s daughter (ruled by //Devotion//)\\ **LATER COLONISTS:**\\ **Walter Stewart, Earl of Galloway** - leader of the expedition (ruled by //Loss//)\\ **Margaret (Meg) Stewart** - Walter's daughter (ruled by //Love Inconvenienced//)\\ **Patrick Douglas, Earl of Ormond** - Edward’s brother (ruled by //Betrayal//)\\ **Archibald Stewart** - Walter’s brother (ruled by //Sacrifice//)\\ **Effy** - a cook (ruled by //Cultural Shift//)\\ **Canny** - an entertainer (ruled by //Found Family//)\\ **Assorted nobles and soldiers** (many of them claimed by //Escape//) =====Plot===== ===The Humans' Story=== A branch of Clan Morison is stranded on the island. Sikka also travels to the island in her sealskin kayak; most of Clan Morison distrusts her, thinking her a selkie. However, she becomes close to Finley (the chieftain), and later bears a child. When Finley dies, leadership of the clan passes to Geil; out of favour, Sikka and her child Shoney relocate to the caves. She becomes Monstrousness.\\ \\ In Scotland, the Reformation is in full swing - Catholicism is now illegal. Edward Stewart, Earl of Ormond, is outed as an unrepentant Catholic by his brother, Patrick; he flees to the Western Isles with his daughter, Marion. They are accepted by Clan Morison.\\ \\ A Few years later, James VI sends a group of nobles to ‘civilise’ the Outer Hebrides - they take set out in five ships with seven hundred underlings. The expedition is led by Walter Stewart, Earl of Galloway. They are shipwrecked on the island, most dying in the tempest.\\ \\ Walter’s daughter, Margaret, is separated from the others at first and encounters Marion; they quickly develop an attraction for one another but Edward has reservations about their sudden romance.\\ \\ The servants Effy and Canny encounter Shoney and spend some time wandering drunkenly around the island and discussing revolution.\\ \\ The other colonists have set up camp on the West coast, preparing to defeat the island’s occupants. Clan Morison, disguised as spirits, lead them into the marsh and gorse thicket to a heavy defeat. Some survivors try to escape the island; others flee to the eastern cliffs. There, Patrick persuades Archibald to kill Walter, supposedly a sacrifice to placate the 'spirits'.\\ \\ Effy and Canny appear with Shoney, who tells the colonists that there is a passage through the sea caves to the castle basement - perfect for an ambush. This is a deception - they are trapped in the caves with the tide coming in. Another battle ensues; Patrick is killed and Archibald is captured. Shoney is accepted by Clan Morison, along with Effy and Canny. It is not known how Marion's relationship with Meg ends. ===The Stories' Story=== ^ Written on the Columns ^ Simplified | | The next age began with the coming of She Who Bides In Shadow.\\ She came to this land in her own skin, with child\\ and was called //monster// by many.\\ See, see where the face of the cliff is cleft – this now became her home,\\ and her child she raised in her own fashion.\\ | Sikka arrives on the island\\ in her sealskin kayak \\ and is assumed to be a selkie.\\ She becomes Monstrousness\\ giving her child Shoney her blessing.\\ | | At this time, He Who Stands Apart was at war with They Who Are Adored\\ and had started to tear down all their works.\\ Look now upon that northern palace, now laid bare!\\ Do you see its high arches? its grand sculptures? lo, the threshold stone itself?\\ All are gone,\\ and where the hills fall into the lake, a new fortress rises.\\ So great then was the enmity between He Who Stands Apart and They Who Are Adored -\\ they fought bitterly over every little thing\\ until They Who Bear Gifts and She Who Plays With Hearts decided to bring things to an end\\ before He Who Stands Apart could claim all\\ that once belonged to They Who Are Adored.\\ | Devotion and Exile hate each other\\ following the events of the 12th Century.\\ Exile has persuaded the humans\\ to destroy the monastery\\ \\ and use its stone\\ to build a castle by the lake.\\ They are also fighting for control\\ over both Edward and Marion.\\ Sacrifice and Love Inconvenienced\\ decide to move things in Devotion’s favour\\ because Exile has gone too far.\\ | | Now the greed of He Who Stands Apart\\ dictated that he now kept those resources he considered his own\\ close within his halls.\\ So She Who Plays With Hearts and They Who Bear Gifts each ventured\\ to fashion tools to steal back something\\ for They Who Are Adored.\\ | Exile has an advantage –\\ The castle belongs to him\\ and Edward and Marion live there.\\ Love Inconvenienced and Sacrifice\\ therefore use people from outside\\ to tip the balance.\\ | | And She Who Plays With Hearts fashioned a hook\\ and with this, snared a prize for They Who Are Adored\\ | Love Inconvenienced uses her own pawn, Meg\\ to help claim Marion for Devotion.\\ | | And They Who Bear Gifts asked the Storm-Bound One to help shape a snare\\ and so they did most gladly -\\ Behold! for as they crafted this device\\ a little thing of He Who Takes All was shattered\\ which brought joy to the face of They Who Bear Gifts!\\ | Sacrifice enlists Betrayal’s help\\ to bring Edward and Patrick together\\ so Betrayal takes Patrick\\ and Sacrifice takes Archibald\\ and they kill Walter (Loss’s pawn)\\ which is a nice bonus for Sacrifice.\\ | | But any who would deal with the Storm-Bound One\\ should know well the tricks they play.\\ Now They Who Bear Gifts, who once was fooled by the Storm-Bound One\\ was fooled once more\\ as the Storm-Bound One collected in secret\\ some small resource that once belonged to She Who Bides In Shadow,\\ and with this forged a hammer fit to strike a blow\\ upon even the strongest of temples.\\ | Unfortunately, Betrayal isn't prepared\\ to follow through with\\ the reconciliation that would have\\ removed Exile’s claim on Edward.\\ Instead, it secretly\\ tries to take hold of Shoney\\ to betray Clan Morison\\ and kill them all.\\ | | And so might it have done\\ had not He Who Waits And Smiles been watching.\\ For now he moved his hand\\ and with the slightest flick of his fingers\\ turned the hammer of the Storm-Bound one upon themselves\\ and shattered all that they had made. | Nope.\\ Twist has other ideas:\\ to turn Shoney’s intended\\ betrayal on its head\\ to kill Patrick,\\ Betrayal’s other pawn. | | See now, as She Who Bides in Shadow stoops\\ by the side of the sea.\\ See how He Who Makes The Best of Things and the Changeable One help her reclaim the remnants\\ of what was once hers \\ and fashion them once more into something of her own.\\ | Monstrousness wants her child back\\ from Betrayal and Twist.\\ Found Family and Cultural Shift\\ use their pawns, Effy and Canny,\\ to help her\\ to reclaim Shoney.\\ | | And see how subtly, silently He Who Takes All goes walking back and forth\\ across the wilderness\\ to gather up the last of what remains\\ before They Who Bear Gifts and They Who Are Adored\\ can know what they have lost.\\ | Meanwhile, Loss ends up with\\ a few extra pieces:\\ Archibald (from Sacrifice)\\ and Edward (who was to have been\\ Sacrifice’s gift to Devotion)\\ | ===== Notes ===== This plot is loosely based on Shakespeare's Tempest, sharing various themes and plot points with that play - in fact, it's possible to map each character to their Shakespearean equivalent. Given that this version occurs on the island on which Betrayal is trapped, our version is less of a romance and more of a tragedy. The main part of the action is set shortly after 1600, at around the time the play is believed to have been written; this is also when the Gentlemen Adventurers of Fife set out "to plant policy and civilisation in the hitherto most barren Isle of Lewis" at the direction of James VI and I. In real life, the Gentlemen Adventurers encountered Clan Macleod, who put up a fierce resistance that was ended in part by the betrayal of one of the sons of the chieftain by his own brother. Sikka is of northern Scandinavian origin. John MacAulay, a Gaelic historian, has suggested that selkie myths may have originated with muddled sightings of Sami people in sealskin kayaks; there is, however, no clear evidence for this, only stories. ===== Found Texts ===== ==Sikka's Lullaby== > “My little one, little one, little one, listen > For soon I must go back to sea, back to fishing. > You're the lord of this isle, though you'll never be fair; > Though they'll spite you and scorn you, will Morison's heir. > You're a-sleek and a-silky, as ever can be > And you're born of the dark of the deeps of the sea. > My little one, little one, little one, listen > Let the shade be your home and the light be your prison….” ==Edward's Testimony== > Know you, then: this Edward Douglas, who once was Earl of Ormond, was neither witch, nor traitor, nor author of such calamity as ever befell this place. Banished from my noble seat by my brother's hand, and accused of cleaving to the Catholic cause in spite of His Majesty's decree, I fetched at last upon a distant shore by some special providence, my daughter yet no more than an infant in my arms. This land I found to be neither barbarous nor truly barren, for some portion of its soil had been cultivated by those few of Clan Morison who had made the isle their home some three-score years past. > > They offered me refuge, and my daughter Marion too, and so we lived awhile in some small dignity in an upper room of that castle wherein dwelt the heirs of Clan Morison. Some score of years did pass, inside which span my Marion grew to be a fine young woman and closest bosom friend of Geil Morison, the very same who now stood at the head of the clan. And only slight sadness did afflict my heart, for robbed though I was of my exalted station, my generous Saviour had preserved my faith and my books, and my dear daughter besides. Moreover, the company of those others that dwelt here was most agreeable, devoted as all were to the true Church (let not that Shoney be regarded, nor Shoney’s heathen dam, being rather more fish than flesh!) > > Ah! How foolish was I to think myself secure from those ills which did plague my remembrance – for the King had named these isles foul dens of barbarism where witchery and popery did prosper, spared for too long such civilisation as might be brought by the King’s own murderers and pirates. And so it was that seven hundreds did come to this isle by ship and by tempest, led by one whom I once had called cousin: Walter Stewart, Earl of Galloway. And also among that rabble was one whom I once had called brother: Patrick, now Earl of Ormond! And delivered alone to the southern shore by the washing of some rascally tide was one I was to call daughter: Margaret, Galloway’s own child. > > When first I learnt that my Marion had borne love’s tender bud with a follower of the King’s faith, my thoughts were all chastisement. I put this Margaret to work at once, gathering logs and piling them up – tall enough, I had thought, to mask my Marion’s sweeter nature behind the crabbed semblance of her father. And yet, in time, my own hot temper became temperate, and I did [no further scraps of this text were found] ==Marion's Sonnet== >When first I looked upon thy face, I thought >I looked upon some spirit of this isle. >My heart was tender then, and still untaught; >I knew not of the smile that lovers smile. >I gazed upon thee long without a care - >I never saw a spirit like to thee - >But then thou never fadest into air, >It pleased thee not to set thy captive free. >Now, though I know thee to be flesh and blood >Still might I take thee for a thing divine >In wonder and delight as then I stood >Fain would I take thee, sweetest Meg, for mine. >If passion’s flame doth set thy heart alight >Then burn, and let our spirits both take flight. ==Ghostly dialogue: before the battle at the marsh== >[//Scene: a room in the castle. EDWARD is writing. GEIL enters.//] > >EDWARD: “Good cousin -“ >GEIL: “Noble Edward, dost thou heed me? >'Tis time to meet with Galloway and's armies >Upon the mire, as mist lies thick before him. >Thy brother too, false Ormond, that depos'd thee >Is by some stranger fortune there delivered - >Then wouldst thou have thy vengeance?” >EDWARD: “Not for endings. >If thou wilt only let me see my brother >And speak with him -“ >GEIL: “I answer not thy bidding. >This night, I'll have those villains hunted soundly - >My kin do make themselves like airy spirits >And in that guise, do bring them to our mercy.” ==Ghostly dialogue: after the colonists' flight to the cliffs== >[//ARCHIBALD and PATRICK observe WALTER, who stands alone at the cliff edge. A little way from them, a group of some hundred soldiers stands exhausted from battle.//] > >ARCHIBALD: What dost thou say, friend Patrick? >PATRICK: Only this: >What strange misfortune visits us this night >Is by thy brother's folly beckon'd hither. >He stands, salt-addled, more a-dream than waking >Counting not the measure of his faults. >The sea-kiss'd sleepers, fat and pale as seals, >And all who spirit-taunted, bloodied, stain >The cheek of this accursed isle, do shriek - >Then dost thou hear those seven-hundred slain >Cry, "Save yourselves! Surrender up this Walter >To the waves! Let he who raised disaster >Sink in leaden slumber. Set us free!"? >ARCHIBALD: Thou art a knave. >PATRICK Nor I, good Archibald, >Nor thou, if thou willst see this done >To calm the spited spirits of this isle. >For he that yields such flesh as is his own >And so delivers those of lesser stars >Is through that deed ennobled; fortune seeks >A worthy Earl of Galloway in thee. >ARCHIBALD: Nay, peace – I know not how you came by Ormond >Nor will I yet attend to feeble rumour – >Then hearken, sir, and comprehend my purpose: >If I must needs dispatch this deadly duty >I do it for a truce to all our woes >As I alone may broker such a bargain - >I’ll ask no other – this is my commission >And my damnation! > >[//He walks forwards, plunges his sword into Walter’s side. The blow turns Walter to face his brother – he looks into his eyes, puzzled, and then tumbles over the edge of the cliff.//] > >ARCHIBALD: So the deed is done. > >[//He falls to his knees, looking utterly broken. PATRICK looks on, expressionless. SHONEY, EFFY and CANNY enter. SHONEY is rather monstrous in appearance - he has his mother’s blessing, after all; EFFY and CANNY are clearly both serving women.//] > >EFFY: My lord – >PATRICK [startled]: What clucking chicken trips this way? >EFFY: Sooth, an it please your lordship, none at all >But – pardon, gracious lord – one at your service >And then one more, that you perhaps did think >Were lost betwixt the waves. >PATRICK: I know thee, then, >And yet I cannot call to mind thine eyes. >CANNY: My lord, they close in darkness. >PATRICK: So they do, >But what’s this crooked-pated fellow here? >SHONEY: My name is Shoney. >PATRICK: Art thou then a man, >Or else a fowl withal, with power of speech? >[//Indicates Shoney’s hand, held out in greeting//] Is this a fin? And did thy dam compose >This unbaked form? >SHONEY: O ho! She did, but not >Before I gave entreaty unto her. >PATRICK [//to EFFY and CANNY//]: Fie, drunkards – would you look for wisdom in >The murky riddles of this mooncalf’s fancy? >CANNY: My lord, I prithee list >For we have followed down that twisted trail of shadow >And therein, whiles we wondered, came an answer. >PATRICK: What dost thou mean by this? >SHONEY: There is a cavern. >Its lip is seaswell-moistened twice a day; >Its tail is close entwined about that castle >Where Morison and Douglas and his daughter >Suppose themselves defended, all unknowing! > >[//At this, PATRICK appears intrigued – he leans towards the others and their voices drop to a whisper. The vision fades.//] ==Ghostly dialogue: following the battle in the cove== >[//Scene: a room in the castle. EDWARD sits, writing. GEIL enters, holding ARCHIBALD at sword-point.//] > >EDWARD: [//to GEIL//] My goodly friend, thy cheeks are richly gilded - >And what triumphal vault adorns that temple! >Thy brazen bearing speaks of battle’s spoils, >[//pointedly, to ARCHIBALD//] Its tithe the tongue of him who silenced falls. >ARCHIBALD: I bear the name of Archibald, Lord Stewart - >EDWARD: Of Erskine, aye, and Galloway’s thy brother; >But dost thou know me? >ARCHIBALD: Truly, I do not. >EDWARD: [//To GEIL//] Sweet Geil, wilt thou leave us? >GEIL: If it please you. [//Exits//] >EDWARD: Now, prithee: tell thy story and confession – >How came you to this isle and for what purpose? >ARCHIBALD: We hoisted sail by pleasure of the King >Who bade us bring his conquest to those shores >That lie betwixt Barray and Trotternish, >Where barbarous and bloody-finger’d tribes >Do scorn the law of God with popish tricks >Whiles witches whoop and shriek the devil’s gibes. >EDWARD: How brave! Thyself and all thy complices >Did seek to tame these isles and reap their bounties. >But say: who led thee on this enterprise - >The Earl of Galloway of that of Ormond? >ARCHIBALD: My brother, who by knavery and treason >Lies dashed to pieces ‘gainst the steely rocks – >O, what debased and violent urge compelled me…. >EDWARD: Peace, thou wretch, and tell me of thy fellows. >ARCHIBALD: Alas, Sir John Dalziel and George of Carnock >Did fall in battle, slain by damned spirits – >Two hundred men I saw, by hell-kites slaughtered! >Then, fain would I have fled into the tempest, >With [//muffled//] and good [//muffled//]. >EDWARD: I’ll hear of this anon, but what of Patrick, >Who’s now the Earl of Ormond? >ARCHIBALD: Now no more. >He perished to the waves in that dark cavern >Whereat whose maw our battle was concluded. >But ask not of that thrice-accursed deceiver >Whose knavery begat a brother’s ruin. >EDWARD: Another brother, Archibald – behold: >Before you stands that Edward, he who once >Was named both Earl of Ormond and at last >A sorcerer, inclined to popish craft. >Now would I had the art to turn the tides >And calm the tempest’s bellowing besides. ==Archibald's Confession== >Here follows the last confession of Archibald Stewart, knave and vilest murderer under God's own heaven. O, Walter, blessed brother - I would have followed thee to the farthest shore and then beyond, if this frail mind had not been poisoned by the villainy of thrice-cursed Ormond. It grieves me much that any might imagine 'twas dull ambition drove my hand - had I in truth meant to supplant thee, how wretched a man would Galloway have gained as Earl! For all the deficiencies of our endeavour, methinks we might have sooner brought the King's civilisation to these isles had I first perished to the waves off this forsaken shore! No spirits haunt these drear hills save those of mischief and malcontent - and I, the sport of foulest fortune, whose own mocking imps do plague this land. When first we struck sail from Fife, our companies were possessed only of an exalted fervour to see the King’s conquest done. With such gladness would we have banished the popish canker and all attendant witcheries hence. Alas, we knew not the true eminence of the devil’s own power over these isles, for our venture was doomed from the outset. > >As author of our principal tragedy, I am sorely compelled to catalogue each of our misfortunes. First, ensnared betwixt the coils of that fell tempest who doth gird this land, our ships foundered and some five hundred souls were lost, my niece Meg among them. Steadfast and resolute, we set to our purpose – but were in turn set upon by Clan Morison in the guise of fearsome spirits. By these vexations, George of Carnack was driven into a thick briar and set aflame; Sir John Dalziel came to his grave in that foul mire that masks its own nature with pale meadow-flowers – and by this means was two hundred of us tricked to ash and worms. Many more fled back into the crashing waves. > >Barely three hundreds remained, and the greater part of that force was betrayed to the tide by those two rascally and drunken knaves and the thing of darkness that dogged their tottering footfall. Ah, but all such misdeeds stand veiled in the shadow of a more appalling villainy. Our captain, Galloway’s noble Earl, is slain – and what base and treasonous weed hath choked his own twin? Only this Archibald, who must evermore bear the great guilt of his wickedness…. ==Fragments of a Song== >There were standing two knaves on a provident shore, >And they saw not their ship nor their master no more. >Then said one to the other, “'tis true we should wait >For our ship and our master, be they ever so late.” >“They are drown'd,” said the other, “and so too are we, >With this bottle of liquor I'll show that to thee.” >But another stood watching, in the waves dancing wild, >Neither fish nor flesh either; the brave silkie-child. > >... > >Then a climb and a clamber o’er treacherous rocks >To the cove where the waves break in showers and shocks, >And it’s there, where the caves have been carved in the crags, >That the beast made a home out of paper and rags. >In that place full of secrets, of dark and deceit, >Never sure, never ceasing, where shore and sea meet – >Their assailants, the sailors, they say, were beguiled >By the maid and the cook and the sly silkie child. > >... > >O'er yonder dread summit, by the crack of the tides, >Lie the bones of my lord - aye, and others besides; >At the mouth of the ocean, the battle is done >And our bands, twice consum'd by the sea, all are gone. >If ye please, earthy spirits, I'd cleave unto you, >With my master o'erthrown, and the ship and the crew. >Let me dwell here at last, ev'ry fault reconcil'd >With my good friends the cook and the sweet silkie child.