The Thespian

Story by :
Elyas K. Jordan

Vita ante acta

contents

I. Prologueㅤ.ㅤ.ㅤ.ㅤ.ㅤ.ㅤ.ㅤ.ㅤ.ㅤ.ㅤ.ㅤ.ㅤ. 1
II. Act, Silenceㅤ.ㅤ.ㅤ.ㅤ.ㅤ.ㅤ.ㅤ.ㅤ.ㅤ.ㅤ.ㅤ. 2
III. English Breakfastㅤ.ㅤ.ㅤ.ㅤ.ㅤ.ㅤ.ㅤ.ㅤ.ㅤ. 3
IV. Wine And Truthsㅤ.ㅤ.ㅤ.ㅤ.ㅤ.ㅤ.ㅤ.ㅤ.ㅤ. 4
V. Art Of Lifeㅤ.ㅤ.ㅤ.ㅤ.ㅤ.ㅤ.ㅤ.ㅤ.ㅤ.ㅤ.ㅤ. 5

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I.

Prologue

"Things were too complicated" was the only answer he ever gave whenever someone asked about his family, and his own story.

One has ever said that he has a beloved half sister of the same age, now lives far away from him to pursue a different yet the same dream. But again, it came back to the verge that he would never talk about. All that was established from him was his name; Elyas Kyle Jordan, and his current pursued career that he was famous for; theatre actor.

It can't be said that he has a permanent residency since he would constantly moving around across Europe and North America for the sake of his exclusive job. An exception though, his house in Birmingham was one of his most prized possession. The air and sun was perfect to be called home that he wouldn't share with anyone else as he fancies more to live alone. All was perfect as it is.

The stage was his sanctuary, second after his house in Birmingham. One interview written; "On the stage, I can always be somebody else than myself and no one would ever judge—oh, except for the judges, if there's one," he stated. Elyas love the spotlight, when all eyes were on him. Although, he himself despised to be recognised off stage.

One thing, lastly, that was rumored about him is that he's a professional con artist, particularly assigned to act for great heists. It was all based on his hatred for public exposure and his silence for his own private life. However, no solid evidence has ever been discovered nor witnessed and again, he would not spoke a word about anything but his job as a theatre actor.

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II.

Act, Silence

2nd of March was supposed to be the "Elyas' forbidden day", no one supposed to ever dare to reach him out during the specific time of the year. This time, however, he somehow agreed to do practice with a few conditions to fulfill.

One condition was very particular, he requested an orange chocolate bar. It sounds like something he's emotionally attached to, as he won't accept anything else but that. But even after every condition fulfilled, his face didn't show any signs of excitement at all. Nobody could tell if this day was supposed to be his special day, or his day of grieve.

Nonetheless, he still gave out all his might for the practice, per usual. No excuses should be made for a bad play, as he believed. Every performance must be sequent, all must be perfect.

He looked into the mirror to see himself covered in bruises, thanks to several risky stunts with it's fail attempts too. It was the first time in a while he realised that he could also look like a meek prey fighting for dear life, contrast to his belief that he's a tough wolf. Wasn't really something he expected to see in the mirror on this day.

He wiped the sweats off his face carefully with his bare hands, minding some little wounds that felt stings.

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III.

English Breakfast

A cup of Twinings' blood orange and cranberry tea was more than Elyas could ever ask for breakfast, while witnessing the sunrise through the kitchen's window. All he had to do was boiling hot water in a teapot, brew the tea bag in his cup, and lean his lower body to the dining table with the warm cup in his right hand. A slightly sweet pastry would be a great addition, but sadly his favourite bakery down the road was temporarily closed that time. His tea pal was only the warm sunlight slowly glistened upon him.

The telephone ring interrupted his morning ritual. He puts down his cup on the kitchen counter then rushed to pick up the phone. "Good morning?"

"Jordan, please tell me you read the whole fucking script. We're running out of time here."

The man of Jordan was dissatisfied, exhaled a breath of annoyance out of his mouth.

"I told you, I don't like the script. The last thing I want to do is to get caught in a terrible act."

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IV.

Wine And Truths

Some things just didn't sit right with Elyas since he began to watch a practice of a play. Drowsiness hits him for at least half an hour and it's definitely not the 3 sips of cheap red wine he was offered. That, is certainly the least expected reaction.

"I can't, sorry," he said to his long respected mentor, then put down his glass of wine and got up immediately from his seat.

"Sir, but the play ... it hasn't finished yet." The director tried to stop him.

Elyas paused his steps to the exit door when he heard the director, and so did the play. Few seconds of silent filling the atmosphere with tension as if a drop of fire was about to fell from hell. A full phrase of brutal honesty had immediately passed in his mind, waiting in the dead silent to be spoken.

"I am no master of the stage, but I can clearly tell that it was dreadful. Let's just say, it wasn't enough to be an art worth to pay one cent with," he finally spoke.

"I will be back if you can offer me a better play and a nicer glass of wine."

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V.

Art Of Life

An odd combination of cigarettes and wine is a guilty pleasure he enjoys in his free time, with an extra addition of evening breeze on the rooftop. That one particular night after a play he did, he stumbled upon an old bookstore and asked if he could stay in their rooftop for a good hour or two.

He took a random book out of a shelf, then rushed to the rooftop with his flask of wine. Can't forget a pack of cigarettes and a lighter in his pocket too. He stand and leaned his body towards the wall, facing to the road and pavement to observe other people living.

It became his second nature as an effect of being an utterly dedicated theatre actor and a loner distanced from his beloved ones. At the very least, he could still witness other beings living their normal social lives. There are some times he felt the envy, though.

He slipped a cigarette in between his lips, lighting it with a single strike of his steel lighter. If only anything could've tell about Elyas, that would be the stars and moon of every night who witnessed big glimpses of his life like how he witnessed a sister sharing her late night seasoned fries with his brother just now.

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The embodiment of Elyas Kyle Jordan is
portrayed with Kim Youngdae as the muse.