Candle Espermaceti -Act One, Scenes I and II


Act One

Marine environment and sea themed. Place surrounded by fishing nets, anchor, harpoon, life buoys, sailors' coats and other possible ship furniture. In the back part, half an arcade of ribs of a whale (scenic material).


SEASON: 19th century;
United States Coast and South Seas

An Old Sailor, Chorus


It's a shallow, moonless night on a wharf in the world. There is a diffuse and weak light.
He is in the center of the stage.
He wipes a hardcover book, sitting on a wooden stool (this one rather close to the floor). The cloth used for cleaning is white.
She wears shabby suits and is barefoot with the blackened soles of her feet.
Throw the cloth away (the cloth can be highlighted by some stage light) and starts to leaf through the book, stopping at some one with great interest.
A candle is lit inside a lamp (or something that imitates a candle light), being almost at its end, is on the right side of the old.
There is a raw calm, a refined greed, and a half-smile, ambiguous, like that to bring death to bear.
Something that reads it scares him, drops the book and utters a terrifying scream suddenly, staring at the audience with great severity, but this becomes an expression of benevolence. Then a broad, indefatigable smile emerges.
Sounds of thunder and storm cross the stage, the lights rise and flash like lightning.
The light returns to the initial condition.
He gets up slowly and heavily, carrying the lamp next to his face and leaves with the lights fading behind him. He is now taciturn, but you can hear the sounds of his footsteps.
The lights go out. He blows the candle almost off the stage, entering the coxies.



There is a murmur from both sides of the muzzle. And in the midst of this murmur a name three times is pronounced: Ishmael.
A pause, thunder, lightning and then the following words:
Man is also the son of the wind and the sea, destined for great prodigies. But his dignity may be inferior to that of dust, for even in the slightest breeze of foolishness or ambition, his humanity sinks, he declines.
Is Ismael tested in the salt sea?



Nymph, Chorus, Ocean with the Tritons.

Ocean enters with its Court of Tritões in cadenced movements, it walks and stops, it walks again and stops,

resembling the tides. He wears a starfish crown on his head. Like clothing, gray pants and a cap of the same color. The cover is suspended at the end by the retinue of two newts. The newts also wear gray trousers, and the fabric is draped around all trousers, presenting greater volume in the pelvis and decreasing towards the feet. They remember a faun in the set, although the draping of the garment is more for algae. Their faces are painted white, with a black circle on each temple. None of the three entities wear shirts.


The Nymph seems to emerge from Ocean, but out of the coxias in the background and passing under the cloak. She wears a long silver dress with shiny embellishments.
Sounds of oceans and seas.
The sound diminishes and it proclaims:
"Abyssus abyssum invocat" (Abyss attracts abyss)
This is raised to the maximum by Ocean and its newts. His head hangs in a relaxed position toward the audience.
Then he stands up, still in the arms of the entities, and looks around with astonishment.
A light turns and changes the colors on the edge and the bottom of the stage.
And she says:
"Light shrieks against the thirsty eyes of the night a dark knowledge ... O mortals, how detestable or enviable they can be! Do not lament for your experiences and challenges, only for your absurdities."

The group moves to the opposite side of the stage through which it had entered, and from this to the background. The nymph is lowered and "submerged" in the coxies.


Hidden in the cushions
Moans and whispers ... (closed tone)

Darkness all over the stage. Thunderstorm


She returns. Now she walks half-naked (she wears only a tan-colored thong and a shiny silver chain on each ankle, as well as a silvery tiara.) The light focuses on one breast and the rest is biting penumbra. and his court.


Ocean wielding a round, convex shield, a sign of power and universality. His face is haughty and inviolable.
It stops in the center of the stage and seems to command the titanic forces of nature with alternating gestures of hands and arms.

He orders the entry of the Tritons and summons Nymph to re-create it.


One of the newts has a thick chain, and another a trunk, both dragging objects by ropes. Symbols respectively of the dangers of the sea and its riches.

They stop, keeping some distance from Ocean and making deep deferences, to the point of touching the foreheads on the ground near the feet of the god. After this, they turn their backs to their initial positions, since one can not turn away from a god.


The Nymph bows less harshly, though she inclines