New Leaves.

Marigold was alone when they came to her. "No, no," she sighed. "It wasn't me who sold all the beans. i was merely just holding them." A laugh.

Zoom in to her face.
She's sitting on the sand, her hat lying gloomily beside her, its colour is leaking on to the sand. She stares at it. "i should've known that would happen."

Scene 5: Echoes.

Flash a shot of the girl with the blood. Colour lifts off the floor toward the sky. A following shot of the same girl with colour in her cheeks. She's running down the street with a smile on her face and she's catching wind between her fingers. She's holding out her life to the trees and telling them to take her to where she used to go. i look at her, with her bones outside of her skin. i wonder if she knew she'd end up like all of that.

[i don't know where she ends and she starts but i know we'll never end.]

Nightfall.

The world is black. Everywhere. In the fields there are no shadows.