"Penelope: This is no longer the time of love, but of stories. Get on with your story.
Odysseus: Let Penelope be our story. Help me rebuild it. Share it with me. I myself do not have it clear and orderly in my memory. Let's resurrect it together. As if we had both lived it.
Penelope: Do you want us to play inventing the past?
Odysseus: Not to invent it, to do it. To really live it again, with fantasy and memory, but now, together. The past is malleable like clay, it depends on us as much as the future, Penelope.
Penelope: Well, let's get started. When you escaped from ... the tide dragged you to ... "
Music, lights, shadows, curtain.
"Odysseus and Penelope", Mario Vargas Llosa.
Material: Gold plated silver.
