FCKPRCS habitat
Page 1: Canvas Description: A wide, panoramic view of a desolate bus stop. The bus stop sign is weathered, and a bench sits underneath it. The backdrop is a large screen projecting a time-lapse of changing seasons. Speech Bubble (Narrator): "This is a story about a forgotten bus stop, a symbol of isolation and time."
Page 2: Canvas Description: A character of indeterminate age, dressed in timeless attire, walks slowly towards the bench. Speech Bubble (Character): "They ask why I've chosen this forgotten bus stop as my habitat."
Page 3: Canvas Description: The character sits on the bench, looking up at the bus stop sign, then at the changing seasons on the screen. Speech Bubble (Character): "How do you feel about being at a bus stop for over 20 years?"
Page 4: Canvas Description: Close-up of the character's face, showing a soft laugh and a contemplative look. Speech Bubble (Character): "Time... it's a funny thing, isn't it?"
Page 5: Canvas Description: The character leans back on the bench, looking up at the sky. The backdrop of changing seasons continues to play. Speech Bubble (Character): "You wait for a bus that never comes, and before you know it, 20 years have passed."
Page 6: Canvas Description: The character stands up, facing the audience, with the bus stop sign illuminated in the background. Speech Bubble (Character): "But you see, this isn't just a bus stop. It's a symbol... of patience, of hope, of endless waiting."
Page 7: Canvas Description: The lights dim, leaving the bus stop sign illuminated, standing resilient against the backdrop of changing seasons. The character walks away, leaving the bus stop behind. Speech Bubble (Character): "It's a testament to the human spirit, the ability to wait, to hope, even when the bus you're waiting for might never arrive."
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Canvas Description: The final page shows the empty bus stop, with the character now out of sight. The changing seasons continue to play on the backdrop.
Speech Bubble (Narrator): "And so, the bus stop remains, a silent witness to the passage of time, waiting for the next traveler to find solace in its solitude."