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Dreams and nightmares go hand in hand.

What you imagine, imagines you.

REAL DEL MONTE, MEXICO, 1866

PRINCE

Mom, I would like to visit their world.

You're already there.

When you write, when you draw.

Your soul is ink.

You breathe life into them.

They become the same real, just like you.

Do you think they see me?

Mother!

Help!

Mom, mom!

Help! Help! Grandma, help me!

Mom! Help!

Francisca, leave her alone! Help me!

MARIA CONCHITA PAREDES DIOSDAD BELOVED MOTHER AND WIFE

I'm so sorry, Francisca.

- Francisca! Come back! - Oh no!

Help me find my granddaughter, please!

Francisca!

- Hooligan, where are you hiding? - Francisca, where are you?

Prince…

I would do everything possible, to save my parents...

and everyone he loved.

And here is the girl, senora.

Oh, Francisca!

How dare you do this to us?

Francisca? The sun will rise soon.

TOPUS TERRENTUS KINGDOM OF HORRORS

— Everything is free in the west wing. - Understood.

Fabuladora, you scared me!

Come with me.

Everything is fine, sir.

The prince experienced something inexplicable desire to know more.

He decided to listen to his instincts.

Following your intuition

and the strange voice that called him.

He was alarmed, but not afraid.

He felt a strange excitement, because he believed that he would meet his destiny.

Climbed higher and higher in search of a way out from the monstrous world.

For the voice that called him became more and more real with each passing moment.

He was surprised to realize,

that I found myself in a very strange place.

Where he had never been before.

His consciousness was confused.

He had a stomach ache.

He was in the place full of strangers.

New world.

New world!

She's a little crazy, isn't she, my friend?

What? A little?

She scares me, my friend.

Just wants to get attention.

Oh, really? Poor thing.

No!

I really liked it.

My dad is engaged in publication of important books.

Maybe someday He will like your stories.

— My name is… - How funny you are!

Why are they doing this to me?

Francisca! What a hooligan!

Grandma, there's a monster there.

Darling, what are you doing here?

Father Cosmas already told me, that you didn't come back after the break

and that you always scare people.

Grandma, there's someone in the agave!

Sorry.

There is nothing.

Why are you like this? Don't you really want to? be like your classmates?

You see, maybe a friend would appear!

You are a witch!

What did you call me?

Hooligan!

Sorry, just don't believe it, What happened to me.

I was very sleepy and...

- Are you okay, my boy? - Yes, Mom, I'm fine.

Veritena…

- My love. - Mother!

When you hug him like that,

He thinks he did the right thing.

I hug, but I'm getting ready Punish him for life.

What?

- Ficturo! - Dad!

Are you okay?

This king and his family will lead us to destruction.

We need to think about the consequences. what you do.

We won't always be around, to protect you.

But nothing happened to me.

Unless I discovered something incredible.

It seems that it can be used Araparanha for moving in space!

— I have to tell you that... - No, Erneval!

You have to understand, that he acted in a very risky manner.

You should be more careful.

There is a balance between the two worlds, and it is our duty to protect it.

It's been a long time since anyone has made the transition, and it's for the best.

Promise that no one will find out, what did you discover?

Yes, forgive me.

Besides, you damaged the instrument, the most important for our kind:

Araparanha.

You must take care of her, because one day

you will play on it and with its help You will influence people's subconscious.

This is our gift.

Available only members of the royal family.

Ficturo,

It's time to explain to him.

What? Are you crazy, Veritena?

- He's too young to understand. - What?

I'm not little anymore!

I want to know what's on the other side!

There was a girl surrounded by light!

I don't understand. That voice spoke to me, or were you talking about me?

Why does he know me?

Said I was a prince! How did he find out?

I don't understand!

Why does he know so much about me?

The voice seems familiar, but I don't know who it is.

Do you know what this means?

♪ Peace ♪

♪ Our story — ♪

♪ They're making up a story ♪

♪ Fiction ♪

♪ Which becomes reality ♪

♪ They are afraid to dream ♪

♪ You are the truth ♪

♪ You are a fiction ♪

♪ Constellation of Paradox ♪

♪ What lives inside you ♪

♪ On paper ♪

♪ Fiction woven ♪

♪ From the threads of truth ♪

♪ Fiction ♪

♪ And dreams of the past ♪

♪ That they don't lie, but show us the truth ♪

♪ You are the truth ♪

♪ You are a fiction ♪

♪ Constellation of Paradox ♪

♪ What lives inside you ♪

In this world We live by people's fears.

We are the ideas that scare them.

Are we ideas?

Then…

we don't exist?

How did you understand? that you don't exist?

♪ You are a dream ♪ ♪ You are the truth ♪

♪ You are the word ♪ ♪ You are a fiction ♪

♪ You are a dream ♪ ♪ You are the truth ♪

♪ You are the word ♪ ♪ You are a fiction ♪

♪ There is no universal truth ♪

♪ You are real ♪

Ficturo!

I'm here.

— What was that? — Easy.

To the throne room!

Your Majesty, do you need help?

Thank you, Captain Mitelitas.

Unfortunately, the king can no longer be helped.

Sorry to bother you, but...

The Court Nightmare...

demands immediately hold an audience with you.

Dad!

Should I let him in?

There is no time for such…

offensive formalities!

Enough already!

Stop.

Your Majesty!

Something terrible happened, pernicious and outrageous

oscillation between worlds.

Captain.

Oh, holy darkness!

You look terrible!

Maybe it's time reconsider the proposal.

- I… - Procrustes.

Now is not the time.

- Take Erneval to his room. - What?

Prince, will you come with me?

Here you go, dad.

- Listen… - Obey me, son.

Wait. Procrustes…

Yes, Your Highness?

What's wrong with my parents?

Well, you see...

Kings carry great burdens on their shoulders.

Our species is losing strength, energy and influence.

because of this vile human race.

Your parents feel it the very first.

I won't allow this! I will help them.

I would like to believe, but I'm afraid it's not in your power.

When they are gone, We will work together.

I will share my masterpieces with you,

for you to send their people in the form of nightmares.

Unfortunately, we are dependent

from these simple and crude creatures.

No! I don't want to depend on people!

If only we could move on into the Kingdom of Reality,

everything would have been different.

Has anyone managed to make the transition?

In the beginning of time, long ago,

the fear of fear itself took shape,

and a huge feathered spider was born.

Magnificent Enkara.

Enkara discovered, that her life was connected with fear,

that people felt for her.

She used Araparanha, to make the transition and subjugate people.

The annoying Zeimut protected people.

Challenged Enkara to a fight.

But Enkara caught Zeimut and ate him.

Using fangs and thorns,

Zeimut tore out Enkara's throat and escaped.

Enkara died,

and from its remains two new species were born.

From her feathers...

Tekotias, like me!

That's right! And from Enkara's web

Aradifios were born like me.

But now we lack strength,

to materialize in the Kingdom of Reality.

But if I just…

Did you just…?

I just remembered that I want to sleep.

Of course, of course, Your Highness!

What a fool I am to bother you you with adult affairs.

I offer my sincere and my deepest apologies.

Sweetest nightmares to you.

Thank you.

What I hate the most, So that's how to darn socks. Ugh, how disgusting!

Don't complain, Francisca Imelda.

This is our duty as women.

But I want to be a writer!

I'm going to write about the creature I saw yesterday.

Oh, girl! What a horror!

That's exactly it!

I saw Horror!

Don't talk nonsense.

You have too much imagination.

But soon you will grow up.

They talked about the transition into the Kingdom of Reality.

Our worlds must remain divided.

Why don't they understand yet?

that everything rests on this balance?

I understand that, but they are too We listened to Procrustes a lot.

I know he's been around forever next to you,

but you didn't think about getting rid of it?

No no.

Declare war on him would have made the situation worse.

Court Nightmare Ability wander with the help of consciousness

poses a danger.

I prefer to keep it close.

Oh, my dear Zeimut.

I know the risk you take, delivering this message to me.

You are a true friend.

I'll think about what can be done.

Hurry up, Ficturo. The rulers are impatient.

They won't sit idle hands while their clans disappear.

Thanks for the advice, old friend.

Topus Terrentus

in danger.

10 YEARS LATER

Thanks for your company, Mitelitas.

I needed to unwind.

I am at your service.

I'm worried about our world. No...

I don't know what else to do.

It's none of my business, Prince, but...

have you read the latest stories The Court Nightmare?

- Prince Erneval! - No.

Why the Royal Family abandoned us?

Why don't they stop? our destruction?

Long live Procrustes!

The only nobleman to whom we really care!

No! No, please. Little by little we will all disappear.

What to do?

No!

No!

We need change.

No! My stories!

I told you, girls there is no point in writing books!

Our day has come, my dear Horrors.

The world will finally know about you.

Please, Your Majesty, I must insist.

Ficturo, no.

If I were given permission, I could collect

the wisest Horrors, to find a way to make the transition.

It is your royal duty, save us from this...

Enough, Procrustes.

Leave us alone.

Guards, escort Procrustes to the exit.

Yes, sir.

He's already gone, dad.

Thank you, son.

Mother?

Hello, dear son.

Listen, you've lost a lot of weight.

Are you eating well?

Mom, I'm fine.

How are you?

— Are you feeling unwell? - No.

Bring them.

I only need Nightmares, son. It's nonsense.

Come on.

Procrustes promises a masterpiece for many years now, and nothing.

Let's see.

Today's nightmares are no longer the same as before.

Mother!

Don't worry.

The important thing is that you are okay.

How can I not worry?

Your mom and I did everything they could.

If only we had more time and energy…

The time has come for you to do it yourself made decisions on Topus Terrentus.

This is nonsense!

Don't underestimate Procrustes.

Every decision you make will be have endless consequences.

Procrustes!

Your Majesty!

You caught me right in the middle of...

my writing.

It doesn't look like it.

Maybe you don't understand,

but the most important thing in writing -

free time, time to unwind...

and do other things.

This is what I want to talk about.

Things are getting worse for the parents.

It's very difficult today keep your health in perfect condition…

I think it's because of your stories.

The nightmares you write, no longer scare people.

Well, that means they are wrong!

The public is always to blame.

I want to bring a writer - a person.

Blasphemy! Madness!

There can't be two true Nightmares!

How can a person make the transition?

I've thought about this and I think I know how.

It's time for a change.

I'm just finishing mine a new masterpiece.

Be patient, young prince.

You will be amazed at the quality of my nightmares.

I've already suffered enough.

Francisca.

Hello.

Augusto.

And I have an appointment. with your father in the editorial office.

Yes, I know. I wanted to wish you luck.

Not that you need it, of course,

but my father is sometimes quite the expert for demotivation.

But everything will be fine with you.

Looks like we'll check it now?

Yes, yes. Of course.

Well…

- Goodbye. - Goodbye.

And no matter what happens, your stories...

So captivating. Always have been.

Senorita Francisca Imelda,

a lady like you shouldn't write these terrible stories.

- Don't tarnish your good name like that. - But…

Have you even read them?

I don't want to waste time to read this garbage.

Art and Literature must imitate reality.

And not create a new one.

Wait.

You were right, grandma.

I wash my hands!

FRANCISKA IMELDA

IN FRANKELDA

If Francisca Imelda couldn't,

Frankelda can do it.

I will become a better author in the fantasy and horror genre!

I'm sorry, Francisca. Did I scare you?

Do we know each other.

Of course! Since childhood.

It's you!

Yes, I read all your stories.

Masterpieces.

I am Erneval, Prince of Horror.

That's what you called your species.

But…

Although we live in secret, you managed to exquisitely convey our essence.

I came to you for help.

For help?

But you don't exist.

I don't exist?

What is real and what is not?

We live in another dimension, which you look into when you write.

Now you have a logical explanation.

for every nightmare, which we send you.

Are you creating our nightmares?

Yes. The Court Nightmare creates them.

We depend on his "talent".

But it is in the past.

They write cliché for cliché's sake.

Maybe if we had there were the best stories...

What about me?

Don't be afraid, I'm your fan. I have never criticized your work.

We just need understand people better.

What are they afraid of now?

Our inner world.

Interesting. Please help us.

No.

I agree!

- And what to do? - Only your consciousness will set off on the journey.

What? But how can I…?

Let me help you.

Wait.

You need to relax.

Read the poem for now, which you just wrote?

♪ Do we need anyone ♪

♪ Warmed by the dark night ♪

♪ But our nightmares are like ♪

♪ They hide secrets from us ♪

♪ My pen sees them ♪

♪ The eyes will describe them ♪

♪ The shadows will steal them away ♪

♪ With the foliage of its trees ♪

♪ It's not that bad ♪

♪ Read between the lines ♪

♪ Invisible and beautiful ♪

♪ Everything in the world will come to life ♪

The author, what…

Horror!

Come with me, Francisca.

No longer Francisca.

I am Frankelda!

Human?

I have never been insulted like that.

Neither me nor the Seven Clans.

Maybe her idea is not so It's too bad, dear prince.

There's only a little time left, my goddess.

The seven clans will arrive soon.

— The Magic Clan is here. — Alushatli!

Here are Dubium and Timet from the Psycho Clan.

Zeimut from the Primordial Clan.

Lady Siren of the Deep Clan.

Thank you for coming.

Chupacabra from the Dark Clan with his goat.

Lady Coyote, Death Clan honored

us with your presence. What a miracle!

Changing the flow of life entails will have terrible consequences!

I was asked to come to an urgent meeting,

to determine the fate of the Kingdom of Horrors!

Such an important message

We couldn't miss it.

Don Coco has arrived.

I don't know what could be so important,

to make me cancel all my plans.

Explain yourself already, Court Nightmare!

Of course, Don Coco from the Clan of Thieves.

It is an incredible honor for me to be in front of you,

the honorable heads of the Seven Clans.

We must decide the fate our beloved Topus Terrentus.

What madness!

First the kings,

but next in importance are us.

Step by step we move towards our goal.

We need to trust their Majesties.

Our world would not exist without them.

Have the honor and talk face to face with them.

I think I have a solution.

I have gathered you, my darkest colleagues,

because I did it an unprecedented discovery.

I witnessed something unusual.

I saw it with my own eyes,

How Prince Erneval made the transition into the Kingdom of Reality.

- What are you saying? - Can't be!

So someone there was thinking about him all the time!

And this confirms my hypothesis.

The very one that kings have adored many times

were rejected with anger and ridicule.

But I will not remain silent any longer!

While I can save you - and your clans.

If we can find a way penetrate into the Realm of Reality…

There is no other way.

That's why I dared to ask your support,

to gain control over this world

and finally begin a new era!

— Yes! - I agree.

Do you want to blind us?

so that we close our eyes to the obvious?

Exactly!

What if the biggest problem in this world is

stories of the Court Nightmare?

How can one think about the transition,

if each time we become less important to people?

Finally someone said it.

What good things did you write?

lately, Procrustes?

Show us your nightmares!

How dare you doubt me?

Nobody can write like me!

My dramatic talent is exceptional.

My prose is impressive and my rhyme is like that too.

— My stories... - Cliché!

So why don't you prove it? give us your value?

— Give us your latest works. - That's what I'll do!

I'll show you my latest masterpiece,

and you will understand that I am not the culprit of this...

an absurd situation.

Fiction will destroy reality.

I think you will get along.

Let's go!

Where are we?

- This is my home. - But is this reality or fiction?

How many types of Horror are there? Are Monster and Horror the same thing?

How long do Horrors live? How long have we been here?

Time passes differently here.

How exactly?

How does this hour compare to…?

You cannot understand the Kingdom of Horrors,

using the logic of the Kingdom of Reality.

This place…

What's there?

♪ There's mysticism, drama and horror here ♪

♪ That's the author's invention ♪

♪ Whose mind nurtured this light ♪

♪ The answer will be in your soul ♪

♪ I've been here before ♪

♪ Intuition and wit ♪

♪ Author's madness ♪

♪ Reality is created ♪

♪ Inspiration shelter ♪

♪ I've been here before ♪

♪ A dream woven from ink ♪

♪ I've been here before ♪

♪ My memories have been dulled ♪

♪ New World ♪

♪ Enticed me and captivated me ♪

♪ I've already crossed the threshold ♪

♪ To the Kingdom full of worries ♪

♪ Realer than reality ♪

♪ I've been here before ♪

♪ You see the outcome of thoughts ♪

♪ Or maybe the other way around ♪

♪ You write what the eye sees ♪

♪ And you visit us again ♪

♪ This is my kingdom ♪ ♪ I've been here before ♪

♪ Now it's your home ♪ ♪ A dream woven from ink ♪

♪ This is my kingdom ♪ ♪ I've been here before ♪

♪ Dreams come true here ♪ ♪ My memories have been dulled ♪

♪ New World ♪

♪ Enticed me and captivated me ♪

♪ Look into your mind ♪ ♪ I've already crossed the threshold ♪

♪ Your place of inspiration ♪ ♪ To the Kingdom full of worries ♪

♪ And you visit us again ♪ ♪ Realer than reality ♪

♪ Now it's your home ♪ ♪ I've been here before ♪

Welcome to Topus Terrentus.

Kingdom of Horrors.

Thank you!

Frankelda, I present you to my parents.

It is a great honor for me.

- Welcome, my girl. - Thank you very much.

Bravo!

The most talented one has finally arrived human writer!

— "The most talented"? — Yes!

The prince never stops talking about you.

Frankelda, I present you to Procrustes.

Court Nightmare, at your service.

Very nice.

I can't contain my anticipation. from reading your stories.

Of course! Here they are. I hope you like them.

- Yes, can I take it with me and... -Procrustes!

Better read it here! So Frankelda will be able to see your reaction.

— Yes. - Your Highness...

Tell.

Yes?

What motivates you to write?

I want…

escape from my reality.

I write better when I want to pour out my soul.

It's clear.

Okay, but how do you…

did you like it?

Okay, okay. Overall, okay.

But they are not great, are they?

Of course, some stories

boring, ordinary.

No, no! Don't be offended.

It's not such a bad job. for a beginner.

It's important that you don't give in

delusions of grandeur, if you're just starting out.

Moreover, if you allow, I can give you some advice,

which I have come to over the years my extensive career.

Yes. Yes, thank you very much.

I think you lack structure.

It is unclear what the characters want.

Perhaps I'll give you a copy.

Guides to Sinister Writing,

a book of my authorship.

There I describe in detail, How to write well.

Certainly.

Thank you.

Well, why don't we take a rest?

- We'll talk later, Procrustes. - Of course, Your Highness.

- I can't wait. - Wait!

My book, please.

Walk!

As a child I spent many hours in this room.

All those books are about high literature

How wonderful!

I like it so much!

You can stay here.

I'll have to go back soon.

Thank you.

Procrustes is simply jealous.

How should I know? that you are telling the truth?

When I read your stories, I am not Erneval.

I am one of your hundreds of characters.

And when I don't read them, I constantly think about...

…your stories.

I want to believe you, but...

- Can? — Yes.

And please, never Don't doubt your talent.

A LONG TIME AGO…

But this is impossible. I won't let you leave here.

Incredible!

Listen, I wanted to tell you one more thing to say...

This world is simply breathtaking.

- Frankelda, please... — I have so many ideas!

- Help me. - I don’t know how I can help you.

You can, of course! Trust me.

I don't know how to say it.

Maybe I'm rushing things too much, but...

…we have little time.

If we do nothing, soon we will all be gone.

In short, I wanted to say...

Well, I mean...

I wanted to ask if you would like to…

become the Court Nightmare.

And stay here?

I know I'm asking a lot, but I think it will be better this way...

Better for all of us,

and for you too.

I don't think I can handle it.

I have no doubt that you have It will work, and I can prove it.

Lend me a book so that my parents were able to come up with new nightmares.

I'm sure with the help of your stories Topus Terrentus will be reborn.

Do your parents want to read my stories?

Please! We can't live without them!

Trust me.

- I believe you. - Today is a great day,

to change the course of history!

Today will be remembered for the fact that what writers rejected

your ego to save Topus Terrentus.

- What's happening? - Where?

Didn't the prince tell you, What did he promise to do?

- No. - We agreed that he would ask

do you have a book to I improved your stories.

- It can't... - Excellent plan!

— Frank… - All your friends

will learn about our stories.

- You will help the greatest author! — Shut up.

To me!

- How could you! - Frankelda! You got it wrong!

But Your Highness, We discussed this yesterday.

I'll deal with you later!

— There was a terrible misunderstanding! — Let go!

Frankelda, you misunderstood.

Procrustes…

Procrustes is the only one, who tells the truth.

He always told me, How mediocre I am!

Leave me alone!

— Let's talk tomorrow. - No.

No! I won't set foot here tomorrow!

I don't want to hear anything - not about the Horrors,

not about you!

Your Highness.

How did you know I was here? Leave!

If we join forces, I'm sure we'll find a solution

our common problem.

I wish she would stay. Just for one more day.

- It's too late. - No.

What if we send it to your friend?

- such a tiny little nightmare? - What?

To remind her, how terrible her life is

in the Kingdom of Reality,

and she might decide stay with us longer.

But it will hurt her!

No, what are you saying!

Just a little bit.

Just so she would want to stay.

And didn't let her die to your parents and the kingdom.

Okay. But I personally I will control the nightmare.

Of course!

But I need to write about something. special in her life.

Is there anything on your mind?

Write about her grandmother.

Sorry, Frankelda.

Well, that's it, granddaughter! You won't leave the house,

until you darn it every single sock!

And no books!

Let's see if you can name it call me a witch again!

Let's see what happens. from a writer's nightmare.

Francisca always got up before dawn,

to make breakfast to his ten older brothers,

working in the silver mines

together with his father, who owned these mines.

And since she didn’t get enough sleep at night, then I took advantage of every opportunity...

What?

A witch-chicken named Totolina?

This…

fabulous!

Great!

This fairy tale can become key chapter

in the history of Topus Terrentus and…

I wrote it!

Hello, dear!

Frankelda, come here!

Good afternoon, Your Majesty.

Can you tell me how to do it? return to your world?

You need to read first new stories of Procrustes.

They contain characters with different desires, fears and self-doubt.

They are written with irony, they contain suffering and character development.

They are so good, It's hard to believe that Procrustes wrote them.

No!

What? These are stories, which I dreamed about yesterday.

I wanted to record them today.

So you asked me to sleep so that...?

No, Frankelda.

We don't understand what you're talking about.

You!

It's all you!

Traitor!

You are right.

We needed new stories.

But I suspect they weren't written by the right person,

Who tells them, right?

I don't understand.

What?

No no!

He stole them while Frankelda saw them in her dream.

- Go to her. — We have to fix everything!

In Frankel!

Forgive me! I underestimated Procrustes.

But I'll figure it all out. Forgive me, I'm a fool.

I'll have to give up, right?

No!

You stole everything from me!

Stole from me...

my dreams!

Doesn't he want to? get the stories

at any cost?

Yes! They are both thieves!

I understand your feelings.

A tragic love story.

Your lover has betrayed you, because he doesn't care about you.

I was just using you.

Lock her up.

"As you wish, sir." - No!

And you will continue write stories for me!

No!

We will definitely be with you We'll think of something.

And you, convene the Terrible Judgment.

- Of course, sir! — We're already running!

Right now!

It's time for something new Topus Terrentus!

We will emerge from the darkness.

She's not here.

I don't want to hear anything - neither about the Horrors, nor about you!

Tomorrow I won't set foot here!

We hope you enjoy your new home.

No!

It's better not to even think about escaping!

It's impossible to escape!

If you try, you'll only get tired!

Let me go!

What are you unhappy about, Francisca?

Oh, I'm sorry, Frankelda.

Isn't this what you wanted?

Otherwise, why did you write to us, dear?

That's exactly how Procrustes is uncovered the conspiracy,

which Prince Erneval had planned!

He wanted this little man received all the laurels for the stories of our

- the renowned Court Nightmare. — Change!

And Erneval fled to the Realm of Reality.

Wants to conquer people with his charm

and use them in the war against the Seven Clans.

So he can rule both worlds!

Change!

Topus Terrentus may disappear

because the Prince of Horror

envies the Court Nightmare.

Change!

No!

I hate new generations! All they do is fall in love

and consider themselves people!

We must stop this madness!

Let's take back what is rightfully ours!

Death to kings,

to the prince and to all the people!

Yes!

It seems there will be trouble.

I'm afraid it's too late.

♪ What should we do? ♪

♪ Topus Terrentus may disappear ♪

♪ The moment has come to decide fate ♪

♪ Without a king, queen and Erneval ♪

♪ I decided to weave a conspiracy ♪

♪ The spirit of the ancestors calls us ♪

♪ To save Topus Terrentus ♪

♪ We must make an alliance ♪

♪ He already betrayed us ♪

♪ And wants to destroy us ♪

♪ Who? Who? ♪

♪ Prince of Horror ♪

♪ He fell in love with people ♪

♪ And wants to replace us with them ♪

♪ Our whole world will collapse ♪

♪ He already betrayed us ♪

♪ Our world lies in ruins ♪

♪ He already betrayed us ♪

♪ And wants to destroy us ♪

♪ Who? Who? ♪

♪ Prince of Horror ♪

♪ Women and men ♪

♪ All living beings ♪

♪ That don't know their place in the world ♪

♪ They think they're too important ♪

♪ In my little world ♪

♪ He already betrayed us ♪

♪ He will imprison us in his dreams ♪

♪ He already betrayed us ♪

♪ And wants to capture us ♪

♪ Who? Who? ♪

♪ Prince of Horror ♪

♪ We were exiled because of the king ♪

♪ Clans united — ♪

♪ He already betrayed us ♪

♪ Our customs were trampled ♪

♪ He already betrayed us ♪

♪ He wants to shut us up ♪

♪ Who? Who? ♪

♪ Prince of Horror ♪

♪ The time has come to make a decision — ♪

♪ Let's take the king prisoner ♪

♪ And let him rule us from now on ♪

♪ Someone else ♪

What do you say? Are you with me?

Yes! Yes!

♪ Stop the riot ♪

♪ Be reasonable ♪

♪ You are planning treason ♪

♪ I appeal to your honor ♪

♪ He's looking for another way out ♪

♪ To save our world ♪

♪ He's looking for another way out ♪

♪ For our world to prosper ♪

♪ Who? Who? ♪

♪ Prince of Horror ♪

♪ Leave him alone! Traitors ♪

♪ He already betrayed us ♪

♪ And wants to destroy us ♪

♪ Who? Who? ♪

♪ Prince of Horror ♪

For the king and queen! Yes!

♪ I've been here before ♪

♪ Locked in a cage ♪

♪ I've been here before ♪

♪ Blinded by hope ♪

♪ He already betrayed me ♪

♪ I would never have thought that he was like this ♪

♪ He already betrayed me ♪

♪ Why did I believe him? ♪

♪ To whom? ♪

♪ To the Prince of Horror ♪

♪ Calm down! Our world will be reborn ♪

♪ We'll just change course ♪

♪ All stories will come true ♪

♪ She wrote them ♪

♪ He's looking for another way out ♪

♪ To save our world ♪

♪ He's looking for another way out ♪

♪ For our world to prosper ♪

♪ Who? Who? ♪

♪ Prince of Horror ♪

♪ My world is in trouble ♪

♪ My parents are sick ♪

♪ And Frankelda hates me ♪

♪ It's my own fault ♪

♪ I am the great traitor ♪

♪ Deceived everyone ♪

♪ I am the great traitor ♪

♪ It's all my fault ♪

♪ Who are you? ♪

♪ Prince of Horror ♪

♪ To save Topus Terrentus ♪ ♪ He's looking for another way out ♪

♪ We must make an alliance ♪ ♪ To save our world ♪

♪ He already betrayed us ♪ ♪ He's looking for another way out ♪

♪ Our world lies in ruins ♪ ♪ For our world to prosper ♪

♪ He already betrayed us ♪ ♪ He's looking for another way out ♪

♪ And wants to destroy us ♪ ♪ To save our world ♪

♪ Who? Who? ♪

♪ Prince of Horror ♪

For truth and for fiction!

— For truth and for fiction! — Long live the kings!

Carefully!

No! Yalabus!

For the Prince!

No!

Don't look him in the eyes!

Bring him here!

Tecotias!

But you swore to protect kings!

Submit to Procrustes.

It will be done, Señora Sirena.

Victory!

Follow me, lords of nightmares.

We will change everything forever.

Mitelitas, please! Please!

- Quiet! — Stop!

Please stop!

Do with me what you want, but leave her alone!

No!

You forced me!

Here, take the story.

My masterpiece!

The story of ours to the most talented Totolina,

comes from the refined world of people.

I'm alive!

Expensive.

I don't understand how she chooses.

Miracle of the Lord!

What we've been waiting for!

We won't let this witch make the transition before us!

You don't deserve it make the transition before me!

Be cursed, Alushastli!

Finally, you did something right. Now write about me!

Why is this about you? I'm much scarier!

Write about me, Your Majesty Procrustes!

Did you need to get in line?

I don't know. We can eat everyone else!

The first story should be about me.

I'm with you, Ficturo.

Now!

They're running away!

Come here.

No no!

No!

Calm down, my friends!

I will write nightmares about all of us,

and we will make the transition together at the same time!

Finally, the people will get what they deserve!

It just takes a little time.

— Damn you, Procrustes! - I knew it!

Francisca!

Francisca!

Are you here?

Francisca!

Francisca! Please wake up!

- She's alive. - She didn't come back.

Everything will be fine.

I will not calm down, until I get you back.

In Frankel!

Get me out of here!

Please!

Help!

Erneval!

I thought I was trying for you,

but, in fact, he was only thinking about himself.

I was wrong.

I know this won't help you, but...forgive me.

It doesn't matter.

I want you to be safe. Let's go, Frankelda.

Let's return to your world.

What about your Kingdom? And your parents?

You shouldn't suffer because of me. I have to fix everything myself.

No. We have to save your parents.

But, in Frankel...

No, Erneval. I want to help them.

I want to help you.

And I can help, I have an idea.

Thank you, Frankelda, but I'm not sure you can.

All my plans failed.

I'm afraid.

No!

It's too late to be afraid!

And we still need to catch Procrustes.

Sometimes I hate my world, but I understand, that without him my stories would not exist.

If the line between our worlds will be erased,

then everything will become too much literal, ordinary.

There will be no imagination, no admiration, no surprise!

And where will you catch it?

There is nothing stronger than my imagination.

What?

Be careful, Frankelda!

Don't repeat my mistake, Don't underestimate Procrustes.

All my fears live there.

- And there is room for one more. - No!

This is very dangerous! Nothing will work!

I'm sure Procrustes will make you

send another nightmare upon me,

to continue stealing my stories.

When this happens, Here's what you need to do:

send me that nightmare, which I will write myself.

Trust me.

Fine.

Once upon a time there was a boy named… Pepito! Yes!

And Pepito hypnotized...

Siren.

And he came from school...

without pants.

It should work. Yes, sure.

I told you so, That's not how you should write!

There is no place for traitors in Topus Terrentus!

No…

The king and queen are seriously wounded, I have to...

Zeimut!

Prince.

- No! — Save the king and queen.

Save Topus Terrentus.

Sorry…

Mytelitas!

Mitelitas! What are you doing?

One more step and the king and queen

will become part of history!

I'm not kidding!

Stop, Procrustes! I will do whatever you say!

And your friend too?

What is it like to steal stories from someone?

You are pathetic!

Sorry.

They found a nightmare for her, in which she will live,

until he writes all the stories, which I need.

I'm sure her imagination was running wild. after what happened.

Then I'll think about it, should I let them go?

I'll see how they behave.

At first this story may seem like a story about a naive girl,

ready to do anything to escape from reality.

But this is not such a story.

And which one?

This is a story about a writer,

overcoming her fears

and decided to write your own story!

The Nightmare thought he had lured poor girl in her worst nightmare,

but in fact he got caught himself.

I wrote it wrong!

He was so old and useless,

that eventually turned into to my old little house.

And before finding eternal peace,

he realized that his worst nightmare

came true.

He was replaced.

His existence lost its meaning,

and he went down in history as the most mediocre horror of all time.

Only the following remained memories of former glory.

It worked!

This is not the story I wrote!

Help!

Procrustes changes the dream.

No!

In Frankel!

Stay away from her.

Order from Procrustes.

Please, she needs help! Frankelda, come back!

I told you...move away!

What's wrong with me?

In Frankel!

In Frankel, This is your story, not his!

♪ Do we need anyone ♪

♪ Warmed by the dark night ♪

♪ But our nightmares are like ♪

♪ They hide secrets from us ♪

♪ My pen sees them ♪

♪ The eyes will describe them ♪

♪ The shadows will steal them away ♪

♪ With the foliage of its trees ♪

♪ It's not that bad ♪

♪ Read between the lines ♪

♪ What is written ♪

♪ Invisible and beautiful ♪

♪ Everything in the world will come to life ♪

♪ Author, what…♪

Horror!

Your words don't scare me anymore!

But your words are very sharp!

In Frankel!

Fall asleep!

You won this round,

but I am not left here alone.

We need to find a way out!

Sorry, Frankelda.

I failed you again.

Erneval?

Erneval, what is it? It's just a dream.

There is no one for you here will not cause harm.

Not here.

But I was wounded in the palace, before I came for you.

What? No!

No no!

It's my fault.

No, not you. You saved my parents.

This is the only thing, what is important to me.

You need to find exit from here.

Everything will be fine.

This is the first story, which I wrote about us.

I've always dreamed of visiting here, and thanks to you, I was able to.

Thanks to you I got to know myself.

Our history cannot die, because stories are immortal.

You live here.

INVISIBLE INK

This is not a dream. Wake up.

No!

No!

I thought this was a nightmare. Please…

Wake up. Please, wake up, Erneval. Please!

Come back. Life has not left you yet.

Dama Coyote.

I knew you wouldn't betray us.

No!

My son!

Please, Lady Coyote.

Is there anything I can do to help?

The prince has left us.

Nothing can be done.

Your Majesty, I can't to live with such shame.

I ask for punishment

leave me my miserable life.

No, Mitelitas.

Although you bear a heavy burden, It's not your fault.

You are like a son to us.

We don't know where Zeimut sent the traitors.

But we must make sure that They didn't harm anyone else.

Find them and bring them to us!

Be careful, Mitelitas.

The great war is about to begin

between the Seven Clans.

I swear…

Prince Erneval,

I will not know rest,

until the last traitor falls!

Tecotias!

For the Prince of Horror!

Thank you, Frankelda.

I know this isn't quite what you wanted...

But now all people

know your stories.

Please come back.

I…

alive?

Where are you?

Where are you?

Frankelda, where are you?

Hello.

Who are you?

What do you think?

I can't believe my eyes!

- You… - I…

You are real!

— And at the same time fiction! — We exist!

While you're telling our history, we exist.

Erneval, I love you! I love!

I love you too, Frankelda.

And let everything be as it is now,

if so I can spend eternity with you.

But how?

Forever?

- It all depends on you. — From me?

Even after all that, What happened to us?

You are a writer.

Yes, and my story turned out sad.

- Do you really think so? - Well, yes!

Although sadness There are shades too.

Hundreds of writers can write about the same thing

and create completely different stories.

And how will yours end, Frankelda?

I won't allow that our story ended like this!

I don't care, how bitter my situation is,

and how many hardships my soul has endured.

Because it's only me I decide my destiny!

I'm writing the story myself your life!

Write a story in me!

- Let's live another one! — Yes!

This is a story of two opposite worlds,

which sometimes look similar to each other.

Two worlds that do not exist for the sleeping consciousness.

Two worlds, visible only to those, who can delve into creativity,

guided by intuition.

I am FRANKELD.

Both worlds are real, and the border runs along my pen.

Ink is my soul. And while I write,

I will never stop living.

Translation of Telegram channels Each to His Own Cinema & An Andalusian Cat

♪ Words are intertwined ♪

♪ In the web of stories ♪

♪ So are lives ♪

♪ Woven together ♪

♪ Kisses and tears ♪

♪ Come alive in your stories ♪

♪ We trust in your ink ♪

♪ What are you looking for? ♪

♪ Cheap fame? ♪

♪ You want to please the crowd ♪

♪ Or become special? ♪

♪ Ink is your soul ♪

♪ Write only for yourself ♪

♪ Ink is your soul ♪

♪ Be careful ♪

♪ Or you'll remain a prisoner ♪

♪ Immortal pages ♪

♪ Hoping to come back ♪

♪ To the forgotten heroes ♪

♪ What are you looking for? ♪

♪ Cheap fame? ♪

♪ You want to please the crowd ♪

♪ Or become special? ♪

♪ Ink is your soul ♪

♪ Write only for yourself ♪

♪ Ink is your soul ♪

♪ Be careful ♪

♪ Or you will remain a captive…♪

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