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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required A big shoutout and thank you to Tom Woody for being an amazing collaborator on this epic project. Also, a huge thank you to Sam Scott and Sara A for your stellar narration that truly brought this production to life. Thank you all once again! FANTASTIC BEASTS - Dinosaurs revived by a querk Synopsis Paleontologist Sam and his assistant Sara set out on a fun expedition to look for dinosaur fossils at a well-known dig site. Little were they to know that they were about to embark on a thrilling adventure and an extraordinary journey traveling sixty-five million years through time into the past. Our world was once dominated by dinosaurs, who walked where we walked. They then faced a death that none of us can imagine. The last day of the dinosaurs – 65 million years ago. The domain of the ultimate form of prehistoric evolution – DINOSAURS We thought we'd return on a Sunday just to browse the wonder of Broome Sandstone rock formations. I'm a paleontologist, and I've brought my young assistant Sara with me. To our surprise, no one is present, so we are free to rove about as we please. We are absolutely obsessed with dinosaurs and have learned much about them through the remnants left behind. Suddenly, strange things start to happen. I'm pretty sure there's nothing wrong with my eyesight, but those rocks seem to be moving. I turn to my assistant Sara to see if she has noticed, only to find her staring rather gob-smacked at something else in the other direction. It is a small rainbow, yet there has been no rain or mist to produce such on this day. The rainbow slowly morphs from an arch into a circular shape, with a Centre that appears to be dark and shimmering with raindrops. We look at each other with a mixture of surprise and excitement, curious about what this phenomenon might purport to be. It almost feels like an invitation. We approach cautiously. The sky turns from a cobalt blue to midnight black. Suddenly, without warning, we are sucked into the vortex and are instantly transported to another place. Or is it another time? Just as we consider it all, we hear the roar of beasts engaged in battle. My God! There are two trumpeting Mammoths with tusks locked in mortal battle. What have we stepped into? What have we stepped into? Quite unexpectedly, Sara waxes poetic - Oh my God! - What have we done? Transporting ourselves into this unintentional prehistoric dream!! Spellbound, we watch as conception unfolds right before our gaze. What once crested some high divide of past liminal space? Beneath strange skies, claws like daggers and eyes of neon, gleam Slicing through dappled forest fog, a shrill and piercing scream. The pending presence of new imprints that would shake this muddy ground. Goliaths of yore, rumblings of a lost world, splendid rebirth re-bounds Mammoth majestic slip through time, to our ears, their alien sounds Through vibrating crashing castanets, booming bass beats resounds. The portal that transported us here - a mysterious Gate a doorway to a world beyond our own - Fate Throwing caution to the wind, our past behind now - we embrace this new world intertwined. The tales of the unknown that have been whispered and told, It will be examined and re-examined, and accuracy will unfold. So, let these visions forever ingrain - wonders without restraint. Past resonances release - For in their world, we find our peace. Maria Williams ©
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