"the Last of the Dashkin "
by Adam Phillips, 2009

 


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The Last of the Dashkin
Script - uncut

Written by Adam Phillips
Narrated by Emma Reynolds

On the small forest planet of Brackenwood lives a wild thing with wicked horns and glowing eyes.

The people are all gone, and in a world of innocent animals he is a cruel opportunist, whose godlike speed
over land grants him the abilitiy to avoid danger, create mischief and evade consequences for his actions.

But where did he come from, this fleck of spite in an abandoned paradise?
Who is this peace-shattering scourge of the forest?

He is the last of the Dashkin, but in the rough language of wild creatures, he is known only as Bitey.

 

His earliest memories are little more than brief, flickering images of calamity.
Horned people. Flying people. Giant people and darkness.

In a more vivid memory he wakes in a quiet, softly glowing chamber.
Little creatures with wide, curious eyes regard him and he, them.

His dreams are filled with recollections of lonely wanderings under sweeping skies, nights bright and deep.
Musical breezes and whispering woods.

For a brief time in his infancy he was adopted and cared for by a pair of morrugs.
Cruelly, but naturally they abandoned him after producing offspring of their own.

Confused, vulnerable and utterly alone, he discovered quite by accident his inherent gift for swiftness.
As time passed, his talent for escaping trouble became a favourite means of causing it.

 

An intelligent and emotional being in a world of animals, the solitude, the sadness and bitterness
have corrupted his view of life. Without any true parental figure to each him the meaning of kindness and mercy,
Bitey is full of contempt and because of his speed, considers himself superior to all who cross his path.

Despite his loathing for others, Bitey's cruelty masks an intense loneliness. All around him
he sees animals in the comfort of their kin and deep down inside, he yearns for the same.

But he is the last of his kind.

 

And what does the future hold for such a tragic creature?

Will he wander the planet forever alone until his death?
Or will he learn of his people and discover his identity?

Is there a chance that he could discover the meaning of pity and friendship?
Or will he always be the Wild King of Brackenwood?

 

We are about to find out!

 

 
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