Stage 26.
The rattle of metal rubbing against itself as a lever is unhinged opening the weight of a heavy hanger door.
Beams of dusty early morning light filled with the gaze of Stardom.
The sound of wheels rolling on a cracked pavement floor, where once mortals walked then grew wings of great soaring heights.
A strike of awaiting intensity fills the air as the sound of a director's chair unfolds.
Eyes affixed to the mirror as cheekbones find their way to the gentle touch of a soft-scented powdered brush.
A surreal standstill as the heat of the glimmering lights encompass the face and the head slowly arches back in silhouetted cinematic fashion.
Dust settles, time stops.
Lights affix,
Camera rises,
The muted mouthed sound of "action" takes flight.
