homework

Vasilissa meets Baba Yaga and they Dance

There is a house in the woods. Its not quite nighttime but the lights inside glow out onto the path and fence surrounding it. Leaves rustle, the house sighs a little. The rustling gets louder and a girl appears from the woods. Just as she is noticing the house, and the light and the fence and the sighing a horseman in black gallops by in a whoosh. The force of him passing spins her around in a full circle and it is dark like a light switch has been flipped. The lights from the house lights the girl’s face with a warm glow and we can see nothing behind her. Then, a face looms over her shoulder; Baba Yaga is standing just behind her, completely unnoticed. The girl glides forward into the house, Baba behind her copying every movement. They both reach for a lantern on the wall and take it down, both stoop to pick up a button from the floor and both lean over to place it on the table. The girl lifts the lantern over her head and Baba Yaga gently grabs hold of her wrists and spins her until they face each other. A horse screams, there is fear and panic in the girl’s eyes as she looks into the face of Baba Yaga and then she flees the house taking the light with her. As she runs past, Baba Yaga grabs hold of the ribbon around her waist and is left holding it in the dark.

Baba Yaga, where are your daughters?
You know, house, you know. (weary)
Do I? Tell me, mother Baba, where are they?
You were there weren’t you? Why does it matter whether I say it aloud or not. (holding it in)
Oh it doesn’t really, I was just wondering
(silence, it is scary)
Are they out for a walk?
(pressure)
Are they fetching water from the well?
(wait, wait)
Are they playing a game? Hiding in the closet again…
I ATE THEM! THEY ARE IN MY STOMACH! THEY ARE GONE BECAUSE I ATE THEM!!!!
(ringing after the explosion)
Thank you.

girl: Baba Yaga, you never eat from your garden, why do you plant it?
Baba: Bait. (bites the head off a rabbit)

If we didn't want to have the house actually talking which might seem a little forced the house lines could just be implied with noise or music, the building tension, the silences and the breaking point are what important about that.
and I was thinking how little moments showing some crazy time might be fun. and I read a story where she bites the heads off of cats.