Setting: A calm summer day and the wind is blowing from east to west. There is an old victorian-esque house with a large tree in the front and a trail that leads down to a beach toward the South. If you look hard enough you can just see the thin line of where the water is. Dangling from the large tree in the front is a tire swing that gently twirls in the breeze. Old toys litter the front yard and the grass looks as if it's been a while since it's been properly mowed, but the scene is peaceful. Two older individuals (gender yet known) sit rocking on the open wrap around porch. The chairs creak with each slow back and forth movement. No sound is made save for the soft sigh of the wind. Both individuals have their eyes closed as they sit, rock, and listen. Yet just to look at them you get the sense that there is more going on and that they are somehow conversing.
The camera zooms in on one of the individuals.
"mmm yep" the individual to the left states as a thin smile forms on their cracked lips. The other simply chuckles, the laughter turning into a slightly wheezing cough, and finally ending with a sigh.
"Those were the days"
"A shame we can't relive them again...glory has come and passed"
"But we still have the memories. That's gotta account for something?"
"Indeed...those were the times of our lives"
"And I'm ready to live them over again" The individual leans their head back and smiles as the sun warms their face. Their companion mimics the movement as the two continue to rock back and forth.
The scenery begins to fade as if we are being taken to a flashback. Or perhaps the individuals have come and passed on.
Plot: The story would follow the recap of these two companions best 'times of their lives'. This is a world where you are able to go back and relive your favorite moments in time (assuming you have the life energy to do so). These two have gone back to relive their glory moments over and over, changing little things here and there to see what the new consequences are. You see you relive the moments and the rest of that life then when you pass you are reborn again to whatever memory you so wish to choose. It's a cycle of reincarnation at a price. No one lives forever, but who doesn't want to relive some of those great 'times of our lives'?
Closing scene: The camera refocuses and the two have returned to their peaceful summer home. The experience was yet another one of a kind and their glory days have coem to a close. They've reached their capacity of life energy, and know that their time on this world has finally come to its last chapter. Opening their heavy eyes the two turn toward one another, their leather hands reaching and intertwining. They have no regrets, they've made it this far. Now, they can return to the world that has given them so much life. Smiling, the two give their last breath together as the last of their essence is carried away on the gentle breeze. The rocking chairs, now empty, continue to rock with the last momentum. The camera backs out to give a view of the house with the empty chairs. Under the tree where the tire swing swirls, two roses are seen blooming. The camera zooms in on the roses as the credits begin to play.
((disjointed but that's what i got :P))
