#the original series of posts is what really got me engaged in the qt fandom on here before i stopped lurking lol

[kilmun]

ok so i also did a fake qoa trailer

BASED ON THIS EXCELLENT POST BY @whocalledhimannux AND THE OTHER ONES!! GO READ THEM IF YOU HAVEN'T

we open with a voiceover of nahusheresh’s report home. you know, “the queen of attolia has been very shrewd in her advisors to have stayed on the throne for this long…” this explains a little bit about how tenuous attolia’s hold on the throne is. meanwhile we see shots of attolia conducting court business. the court waiting in silence for her to speak from the throne. attolia’s attendants giving her a robe as she strides to the window to look at the moon. a shot of her from the back showing the headband and red peplos. this ends with nahusheresh saying “not only is the queen of attolia beautiful, she possesses that most admirable of feminine qualities: she is easily led.” immediately following this we see attolia’s first husband choke, followed by a queen’s guard shooting a crossbow quarrel just to the right of the camera, followed by a young relius at attolia’s feet.

this summer: the queen of attolia

now we get a shot of the magus at gen’s bedside: “Attolia sent an ultimatum that Eddis return the caravans or consider herself at war.” close up on gen, bedridden with the scar on his cheek. “your queen’s entire two-word answer: war, then.” cut to eddis, sitting among her ministers, wearing pants. she looks up from her work straight into the camera.

the music builds as we see quick shots of all the war-things: the aracthus flooding out of the reservoir. soldiers struggling to climb a mountain pass. the sounisian ships burning in their harbour. the attolians and eddisians turning against the mede army. gen’s hook, glinting. attolia on a horse, red cloak billowing behind her and crown glinting in her hair. gen and his father fighting back to back in the rain.

smash cut to the windows of the solarium shattering. “eugenides,” a gentle, terrible voice says. “nothing mortals make lasts; nothing the gods make endures forever. do you understand?” some pretty shots: eddis, eugenides and the magus in the clearing. the sailboat sliding into the harbor lit by the moon. the altar of eugenides. a close-up shot of the earrings glinting.

irene dancing in the orange grove. the amphora of hair oil falling in slow motion as eugenides screams.

here’s our final scene: eugenides’ intense struggle as he’s dragged into the dismemberment room, the flickering light, attolia in her green dress lit by the fire, the shine of the knife. finally a shot of eugenides strapped to the chair, panting. close up on his (bruised, bleeding) face while offscreen attolia says “eugenides. what can you steal with one hand?”

title card. boom.