Fought Opera!

Good afternoon, mortals! I write ye from the noiseome & foul fondaco, awaiting a crowded caravan to ferry me out of Texas. We enjoyed our time here, & I hope ye enjoyed the spectacle of L’il Aiyden's Radical Party!

To relive it, head here to Fight Opera's channel!

‘Twere a joy to meet & work with so many wondrous artists & warriors. I knew Fight Opera were a monumental undertaking, but ‘tis in truth a HERCULEAN LABOUR! Shortly after arriving in Texas, myself & Summersbane found ourselves set to work—heaving-ho, hoisting, e’en hauling! & we were welcomed with open arms.

On Saturday, we arrived at the venue shortly after 11, & then spent nearly FOURTEEN HOURS on-site. Un-loading, re-heaving, double-hoisting, all to build & prepare the ring. We enjoyed local delicacies as we awaited show-time, including bar-be-cued duck, then donned our raiment with the others. & the show proceeded with a blur, then we remained there until 1 o’the morning, clearing all debris, detritus, & ring-bits.

On Sunday, we set to work once more, re-un-loading all intact objects into storage, & re-re-building the ring. At each step, shoulder-to-shoulder with the bright & kind wrestling veterans of the Fight Opera, ready with much advice & compliments.

I were reminded all week-end of the self-organized camaraderie of a Renaissance faire—another strong proof that mortals need no masters, & tremendously complex projects need no bosses. But all faires remain under some control of an owner. By contrast, there is no chief of Fight Opera—indeed, at the end of the show, to drive that point home, the Fight Opera ring came into ownership of itself!

A wonderful week-end, of hard work & easy play. ‘Twere a dream come true to perform in a ring AND to become commentators besides! We thank Roy Hammer for sacrificing his attendance, that we could occupy his seat for the night.

I also must say an especial thanks to Cas & Lux, for hosting two wizards in their home on an already-havocful week-end.

But! Enough jabbering, onto IMAGERY!

We spent much time with the best & deadest in the biz’—SPECTRA, the ghost referee! Who is, of course, the mother of Arbitro Obscuro, master of the Zodiac Jutsu, which makes him HALF-GHOST.

The Opossum King broke free from the Heads of Industry yoke, & sacrificed himself, achieving final redemption. REST IN TRASH, O KING!

The grand birthday arch, through which destinies were changed fore’er.

Li’l Aiyden, in the Wishing Hat, moments prior to wishing to be BIG.

Thank ye for reading—& thank ye to the growing cadre of generous mortals who can & do support our works here with coin!

I shall write ye again Wednesday, with news of the coming week-end! For we shall remain on the road, voyaging to the KEARNEY PARK RENAISSANCE FAIRE!‘Til then—be safe, be well, & rest thy voices…

Cheers,
Amoenus Franco
Wizard, Writer, Whispering