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In the village of Nomen Tuum,

an ancient Deer Well is reputed to contain healing waters.

In certain cases, people have been restored to seeming health,

but, more often, have acquired a subtle beauty.

For this reason, the area has attracted the vain and the corrupt

as well as the infirm.

As a place of dark miracles,

the village has become a searching ground for demons.

Manifesting themselves as young women,

the Succubi lure tainted souls into final degradation,

claiming them at the end for the God of Darkness.

Salt!

Are the marks on my face gone?

Am I young?

Beautiful?

Do you want me?

I want you.

What happens to a girl who drinks too much wine in the middle of the day?

She gets caught.

What is my name?

I can't remember my own name.

How do you know I'm clean?

Are you?

No.

You're lying.

Are you hurt?

My forehead…

Wash it off in the sea.

But I cannot walk.

I'll help you.

I'll swim with you, naked.

He was very rich, sister.

Rich and foul and craving punishment.

Tell me about his soul.

His soul, sister?

His soul was tainted, corrupt and rotten, grained with black fibers.

- How many have you claimed today? - Three.

An ugly child dying of hatred,

a widower addicted to grief, and this carrier of disease.

You feel sad, Kia?

I am sad.

The God of Darkness loves you.

Then why does he make us claim these corrupt souls?

Why waste our powers herding swine?

I am weary of luring evil, ugly souls into the pit.

Why do we have to guide them, tempt them, seduce them?

They'll find their own way down to the sewers of Hell.

When wheat ripens, someone has to harvest it.

But why force us to do such ugly work?

Why can't the Incubus rise up out of the fires and slaughter them like sheep?

A soul cannot be forced to join the Legions of Hell.

Each one is given a choice

and when they choose to come to meet us, we then greet them.

Sister, I want more than that.

Surely the God of Darkness would welcome the capture of a noble soul,

clean and good, free of taint, without a shadow of corruption.

Sister, be careful.

I have powers, Amael, powers that must be tested!

You are young, Kia.

You don't know what goodness is.

I want to know! I want to find a saint and cut him down,

corrupt him, crush him, put my foot on his holy neck,

Kia, no!

Make him rave and howl and bleed and weep,

then send him plunging down to the inferno!

Kia, no!

Then, I would be a demon!

Then, I would be the Beast God's best daughter!

Sister, I warn you!

Keep away from the good!

They carry a power that rules the heart, a great power,

mysterious, profound, far beyond your understanding.

Power? What power?

They call it "love".

My Lord of Night, forgive your foolish child.

This water is sweet.

I wonder if it's true that this water has healing powers.

Your color is better.

Fresh air brings me to life.

Your eyes are clear.

For three nights now, I've gone to sleep without hearing thunder,

without dreaming of battles.

You can walk now.

Your wound is healing.

It won't be long before you can run.

We'll plant this in the ground and let it grow roses.

So, Marc, you've decided to live…

… after all?

Marc, look at our faces.

It seems we think alike, so why don't we look alike?

You've got to confess, except for our name,

no one would ever know we were brother and sister.

People know.

They sense it.

The same blood, same heart…

… same soul.

Sister, for the last time, I beg you, don't try to take him.

He is truly good.

Pious? God-fearing?

What is so dangerous in that?

He has faced death, Kia.

They all face death, all of them.

He was unafraid.

Is that so pure and noble?

The beasts in the fields have courage.

The smallest bird will beat its wings and claw a weasel in its nest.

But his courage went beyond self-preservation.

When death appeared in a fire-storm,

he would not turn his back on those who had fallen.

He went forward into the eye of the storm and brought each one back to life.

I warn you, Kia, that quiet, modest man who seeks no honors, no rewards,

that gentle person who seeks only peace, that man is a hero!

He is a mortal man!

A great hero, Kia, great and good!

Then he has a soul worth fighting for!

There are no heroes burning in the fires of Hell!

No martyrs and no saints!

Don't try to stop me, Amael. I warn you!

Be careful of protecting me.

Beware of pity and compassion.

Beware of tears.

Is this your land?

I live here.

Do you know the roads?

I know the mill road and the river.

Six of us were on our way to work in the harvest.

The sign at the crossroad was broken by the wind, so we each took different paths.

Are you lost?

Yes.

When did you last have something to eat?

I do not remember.

Come.

Come.

Sit down.

My sister made some bread.

Arndis!

We have cheese and wine.

Bring some food!

We have a traveler, lost and starving!

I'll get you some water.

I'm alright now. Thank you.

I drank from a well back there.

The Deer Well.

It's supposed to have healing powers,

but it's probably not true.

You ought not to walk through the forest alone.

I have no choice.

Where are you from?

Avernus. By a lake.

It's not a pleasant place.

Why not?

A vapor rises from the water and kills birds.

It's getting dark,

the way it does before a storm, but I don't see any clouds.

It's an eclipse!

I've never seen one!

Don't look at it.

Your pupils open and the flare can burn your eyes.

Is it a sign?

What do you mean?

An omen of good or evil?

Some people see a dragon swallowing the sun.

But it's only the moon, passing between the earth and the sun,

casting a shadow.

It's cold.

Only for a moment.

The cattle are coming in.

They think it is night.

Vespers at noon.

The hens are going to roost.

I hope it doesn't stop them from nesting.

We need the eggs.

Are you afraid?

No. Not now.

Where is Arndis?

Safe, inside the house.

There, it's over.

Do you feel the light returning?

It's morning.

We've spent the night together.

It's time to go.

You're welcome to stay.

When wheat ripens, someone has to harvest it.

But you can't go on alone. Not through the forest.

I can follow the shoreline along the cliffs.

Stay here. Please!

Tell me your name.

My name is Kia.

Kia.

Then let me come with you for a mile or two.

At least until you find the road.

What about your sister?

She is safe.

Marc?

Marc!

Marc, where are you? Help me!

Marc, my eyes, I can't see!

Marc!

Marc?

Marc!

Help me, Marc!

Marc!

I would carry you across, but I doubt I have the strength.

It's shallow, we can wade.

There's a path on the other side.

We can follow it down to the sea.

Do you like the sea?

Yes.

Not so fast, wait for your military escort!

How can I keep you safe from harm?

Who would harm me in the middle of the river?

A water demon might jump up and grab you.

The demons I know are like cats.

They don't like the water!

Kia, wait, one of them grabbed me!

Are you hurt?

No broken bones, but my spirit is dampened.

A fine guardian you are!

It's a good thing I didn't let you carry me.

I cannot get up!

Kia.

Marc.

How do you know my name?

Your sister called you Marc.

We ought to build a fire.

The sun will dry us.

The sand dunes are as hot as a desert.

How do you know?

We have dunes where I come from.

Why do you question me?

I want everything to be right.

Is anything wrong?

My heart is pounding.

Take me down to the dunes.

Kia… come back with me.

Back to the village.

Stay with us in the cottage.

We can lie in the sun… naked.

- Kia… - Together!

I want us to be together.

To stay together, as man and woman.

The right way.

I want to lie in the sun.

- Kia… - By the sea…

… at the land's end, the end of the world.

Kia?

No one has ever told you what to do, have they?

No one has ever stopped you, or said to you "no"?

I want you, Kia.

You know I want you.

But there is more to it than lying naked in the sun.

I want your body and I want to give you mine.

But our bodies mean very little unless we also give our souls to love.

I don't have a soul.

Don't say that.

Don't say anything. Don't talk.

My heart is pounding, too.

My hands tremble with desire!

I feel an aching like the tides,

the sun and moon moving closer together, becoming one.

Come with me, Kia.

Let me show you how it's possible we can become one.

Come with me.

I love you, Kia.

Sleep, Kia, sleep.

I'll take you home.

(Marc!)

Go back, stop them!

Stop them!

(My eyes! I can't see, I'm blind!)

Go back to the cathedral, follow the sound of the bell!

(Marc!)

Marc is there, go to him!

Marc!

Marc!

Go to him!

Stop him, call him.

Call out to him!

Sister, what did he do to you?

He carried me inside, to the altar.

He has defiled you, Kia, befouled you with love!

Yes, he said he loved me.

He has violated you!

Sister, you must revenge this holy rape!

Destroy his love! Spit on his sacred honor!

Revenge, sister! Revenge!

He is strong, too strong for me.

Not you, Kia.

Split the surface of the earth, open up the pit!

Unleash the Incubus!

Incubus!

Incubus.

Marc?

Marc!

Marc.

I can see you.

It's dark in here, but I can see the candles and the cross.

Oh, Marc! Thank God!

Arndis, what happened? Tell me.

I've been blind since the eclipse.

I called and called.

I hunted for you.

It was like a nightmare!

You are safe now.

Your face, Marc!

Don't ask me.

I don't know.

I don't understand.

Where is she?

I don't know.

Something caught her. I saw fear and horror in her eyes.

She screamed and fought me.

Then she ran.

Where did she go?

Out there… away.

Do you love her?

You don't know her.

I've known her, all my life.

I recognized her as someone I loved a thousand years ago.

Then you will be together.

Let's go home.

It is starting to get dark and I can see without the sun.

My Lord of Night, one of your daughters has been ravaged.

A mortal man has touched her heart, defiled her by an act of love!

God of Darkness, she is here before you

weeping with hatred, fully envenomed,

begging for revenge!

Incubus!

My brother, avenge me.

Death!

No, don't kill him.

He is in a state of grace and would die blessed.

I want his soul.

Take an eye for an eye!

It's late. You ought to go to sleep.

Are your eyes better?

Yes, I can see perfectly at night.

The darkness seems to soothe me.

I'll take you to a doctor in the morning.

You're not really reading, are you?

No.

I can't.

Think about her.

If you feel like crying, I won't hear you.

I don't mind if you listen.

I am alive.

It is good that you have someone to cry for.

I love you, little sister.

I'll pray for her and for you, Marc, the two of you, together.

Pray very hard.

Good night.

Good night.

Marc.

Marc.

Marc.

Marc.

Marc.

Marc.

Marc.

Arndis?

Do you hear someone calling?

I hear a dog barking.

I cannot rest.

I'll walk with you, down to the fields.

You're half asleep. Stay here.

I'll take a look around the whole area.

Don't go too far.

Marc.

Marc.

Kia?

Marc.

Kia?

Kia?

Marc.

Kia!

She'll lead him to the sea.

His sister is alone, waiting for you.

Appear before her as a young man.

Bring her here, to the bridal chamber.

Who are you?

What do you want?

Who are you?

Your brother wants you.

He told me to come and get you.

Where is he?

In the old house, off there.

He went inside to look for someone.

The wood is weak and rotten, the floor opened beneath him.

Is he hurt?

He is caught, entangled.

I'll get my clothes.

No!

Let me see your robe.

Your night dress is white, for purity.

I can't catch my breath.

Don't close your eyes! Look at me.

Look at me.

Come with me, little sister.

Come with me, come with me.

Come.

Say the mass.

He is coming home.

Hold her mouth. Don't let her make a sound.

She has no tongue.

Arndis?

Arndis!

Arndis…

Oh, God!

Arndis!

Marc… save yourself…

… in the name of God.

May her soul burn in Hell!

No, don't kill him. No, let him transgress!

Let him smear his soul with murder!

Let him, let him…

He is yours now.

His soul is stained with blood.

Come away. Come with me.

We can hide down in the marshes, near the sea.

Is he dead?

Look.

Did you see me do it?

You killed him in revenge.

Revenge?

I'll hide his body, no one will know.

We can run away together.

I can feel my life sinking down, down there, below me.

I can see clouds and light.

Marc… Marc, come with me!

Marc, come with me.

The fire is spreading down below us, you see it?

The earth is like plate glass, like a leaf of glass.

Look at the white hot flames. a field of fire…

Rain and storms, whirlwinds!

I feel a breath burn my face!

My hands, look at them!

Pits, ashes…

Kia, I see grimacing faces in the burning air!

Glimpses of the sun, luminous bodies…

The man and the woman…

The mother!

The night sky.

I see the heart of darkness,

the universe unfolding, taking my breath…

… my blood…

… my life…

… down below,

down below…

… down below…

Come. Come with me.

Don't listen!

Marc, no!

I want to save my soul!

Your soul is mine!

No, Kia.

My soul belongs to God.

I love you, Marc!

Help me.

Help me, Kia!

Help me, Kia!

I love him!

He's dying!

Take him to his death, little sister, push your hero into the inferno!

Stop!

- I love him. - You belong to the Prince of Darkness!

I belong to the God of Light!

THE END