Lord Redpulp moves slowly toward the cradle, his hand reaching out tentatively before snapping back in a gesture of disbelief. He turns his head sharply to look back at Lady Sweetseed in the shadows. The curtains sway gently in a cold breeze from the window. Static wide shot of the nursery. On-screen dialogue (characters speak with lip-sync): Lord Redpulp (voice: Deep, resonant baritone with a...
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