Excerpt
ISSUE 1
PAGE 1
PANEL 1
These first two pages all have a sepia tint to differentiate that this is a frame story, introducing our character who is telling the tale.
Big panel: Stone angel in the foreground, a garden ornament, weathered, covered with moss, seen from behind (throughout this series, we will NOT show the angels' faces). It is on the edge of a garden; there are flowers in bloom, vegetables in rows in the garden, orchard trees all around, with APPLES, bright red, hanging from the branches. (Apples will be a metaphor throughout the story.)
Mid-ground, the real focus, is an old man, old OWEN HARDY, in a chair with a book on his lap, a journal, and a pen in his hand.
NOTE: Owen Hardy is an old man here, but he is NON-ETHNICALLY SPECIFIC ... should have darker/olive skin, dark eyes, dark hair, could be Hispanic, Greek, Filipino, light-skinned black. Who can tell? This is an Everyman, worldwide.
CAPTION
Adventuring is for the young ...
CAPTION
Remembering is for the old.
CAPTION
But in order to remember, one must have done the things in the first place.
CAPTION
Too many people forget that.
PANEL 2
Close-up of open book, blank page, hand holding pen, as Owen ponders.
CAPTION
It seems like a lifetime ago—which, of course, it was … all that and more. A good life, too, though it didn't always feel that way.
CAPTION
How do I tell that?
PANEL 3
Three children go running through the garden, wild and rowdy, a girl pulling the string of a kite, a boy with a makeshift wooden sword, and ALAIN, a blond, freckle-faced kid.
SWORD BOY
You'll never get me! I'm the Anarchist!
GIRL
You're not smart enough ... or evil enough!
PANEL 4
Alain stops and turns to face Owen, who is watching the wild kids with a trace of amusement.
ALAIN
Grandpa Owen, could you tell us a story?
OWEN
My stories are for everyone ... but only those who want to listen.
PANEL 5
Sword boy and the kite girl tease Alain.
KITE GIRL
Come on, Alain! Do you want to sit around, or do you want to PLAY?
PANEL 5
The boy goes bounding off with his friends.
CAPTION
"And no one can listen all the time ... "
PAGE 2
PANEL 1
A MONTAGE of images, like scattered photographs—use Hugh Syme's paintings from the published novel, scattered images of memories, teasers of the story to come. Intersperse captions among them
CAPTION
From the very start, I had stability, measurable happiness, a perfect life.
CAPTION
Everything had its place, and every place had its thing.
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I knew my role in the world. What more could anyone want?
CAPTION
I wanted more. And I got more ... so much more.
PANEL 2
Birds-eye shot of the sprawling, colorful landscape, circus tents, striped and colorful practice pavilions.
CAPTION
Pirates, anarchists, alchemy, lost cities, treachery, explosions, adventure ...
PANEL 3
Owen in his garden.
CAPTION
Adventuring is for the young ... I wish that I could live it all again.
PANEL 4
Close-up of hand writing these words: "The best place to start an adventure is with a quiet, perfect life … and someone who realizes that it can't possibly be enough."
PANEL 5
Owen looks up at the sky.
PAGE 3
PANEL 1
Small panel, an echo of previous panel, but this time a young Owen, staring into the sky, same position.
OWEN
That one, there ... it looks like a dragon.
PANEL 2
Owen is sitting under an apple tree on a hill. His back is against the trunk, feet sprawled out in front of him as he looks up at a big cloud in the sky. This panel is right out of the Rush song "The Analog Kid" on the Signals album. He is looking up at a big cloud in the sky, gray and puffy, but it is shaped just like the dragon from the cover of the Rush in Rio album.
OWEN
See its wings, the head, Lavinia?
PANEL 3
Pull back a little to show that Lavinia is standing next to Owen; she is a teenaged girl, brown hair, and everything about her reeks of No Nonsense. She has a basket of apples in one hand. In this panel, though it is almost exactly the same as Panel 2, the cloud looks like just a cloud.
LAVINIA
Owen Hardy, why do you always see shapes in the clouds?
OWEN
I wonder why I'm the only one who does ...
PANEL 4
Owen picks an apple from a branch above his head.
OWEN
I like to dream of what's out there in the wide world. The Watchmaker, Crown City, the Alchemy College ... the Clockwork Angels!
OWEN
I can't stop thinking big.
PANEL 5
Lavinia puts the apple in her basket; her expression is somewhat annoyed.
LAVINIA
I'd rather you spent more time thinking about being the assistant apple orchard manager and the town business of Barrel Arbor. We're on the schedule to be married soon.
LAVINIA
That's the Watchmaker's plan. All is for the best.
PANEL 6
Owen stands, excited, on top of the hill, shading his eyes to look down in the sweeping valley below, where a STEAMLINER is passing by, like a bizarre steampunk caravan/freight train of zeppelin balloons, rail cars, gondolas with wheels, following a glowing blue line on the ground, like a magical rail. This is in the distance and we can just barely see how exotic it is. [We will get a full-scale look at it on page 12.]
OWEN
Ah, someday, to hop a steamliner, head off to see all of Albion ...
PANEL 7
Lavinia stares at a pocketwatch in her hand.
LAVINIA
But not today. The Watchmaker has a rainstorm scheduled in thirteen minutes. We'll have to run.