The Knight 's dilemma

Narrator: A long time ago, far, far away, there was a good, generous and loving Knight .
That he was known for shining armor on him, slaying dragons and saving princesses.

The Knight had a faithful, rather tolerant wife, Juliet, who wrote beautiful poems, said clever
things, and had a weakness for wine. He also had a young black-haired son, Cristobal,
whom he hoped to see, one day, become a brave knight.

NARRATOR: Juliet and Christopher saw little of the knight because, when he wasn't fighting
a battle, slaying dragons, or rescuing damsels, he was busy trying on his armor and
admiring his brilliance.

In time, the knight became so enamored of his armor that he began to wear it to dinner and
often to sleep. After a while, he didn't bother to take it off at all. Little by little, her family
began to forget what she looked like without her.
(Christopher was admiring the photo of his father)

Christopher: I wish I could see my father's face in person.

Juliet: You can't have it all!!!! (Juliet says annoyed)

(Christopher leaves the room)

narrator: Juliet was getting sick of having only a painting as a memento of her husband's
face and she was tired of sleeping badly because of the clang of her armor.

NARRATOR: One day Juliet confronted her husband.

Juliet: I think you love your armor more than me.

Knight: Thats is not true, I love you so much that I rescued you from that dragon and

brought you to this castle to live with the best comforts.

Juliet: What you loved was the idea of rescuing me.

knight: yes, I love you (the Knight insisted and hugged his wife) Juliet:

If you really love me, take off your armor to see who you really are.

Knight: I can't, I have to be ready in queis thei need me.

Juliet: If you don't take it off, Christopher and I will walk out of your life.
Narrator: The Knight felt very thoughtful. The blacksmith was by far the strongest man in the
kingdom.
If he couldn't take the knight out of his armor, who could he?

Blacksmith: It looks like it's going to be more difficult, but come back early tomorrow
because I'm already tired today and I don't have that much strength.

(The Knight returns to his house)

NARRATOR: That night, dinner was difficult. Juliet became more and more angry as she
introduced the food that she had previously had to grind through the holes in the Knight 's
visor.
Halfway through dinner, the knight told Juliet that the blacksmith had tried to open the armor,
but had failed.

Juliet: I don't believe you (she leaves the dining room angry)

Narrator: The knight was very sad because Juliet didn't believe that he was trying to remove
his armor.

(The Knight leaves the dining room sad, the Knight would be seen arriving with the
blacksmith)

NARRATOR: He and the blacksmith had tried, and kept trying for days, without success.
Every day the Knight became more depressed and Juliet was more and more cold.
Finally, the knight admitted that the blacksmith's efforts were in vain.

Knight: If you are the strongest in the kingdom we are lost.

(The Knight returned home)

Juliet: Your son can only see your face in the photographs, I'm already tired and this is the
last dinner I'm giving you.

Knight: I can't take my armor off, I had to have it on to be prepared and earn money to make
them niunces.

Juliet: You weren't doing it for us, you were doing it for yourself.

Narrator: The Knight 's soul hurt that his wife seemed to no longer love him. He was also
afraid that if he didn't take off his armor soon, Juliet and Christopher would really leave. He
had to take off his armor, but he didn't know how.

NARRATOR: Unable to find help in his own kingdom, the knight decided to look elsewhere.
Sam: "Somewhere there must be someone who can help me get out of this armor."
Narrator: Of course, he would miss Juliet, Christopher, and the elegant castle. He also
feared that, in her absence, Juliet would find love in the arms of another knight, one who was
willing to throw off his armor and be a father to Christopher.

(The knight leaves his house on the horse, goes to say goodbye to the king and
sees the jester)

Knight: Hello, Gladbag, I have come to say goodbye to the king.

(The jester looked up.)

Gladbach: The king has just left, there is nothing I can tell you

Knight: Whe diri he go?

Gladbach: He went out on a new crusade, better not wait for him because he will take time.

NARRATOR: The knight was disappointed that he couldn't see the king and disturbed that
he couldn't join him on the crusade.

Knight : oh (he says disappointed)

Gladbach: You hurt

NARRATOR: Suddenly, the Knight had an idea. Without saying where he was going, he ran
off to the blacksmith's shop, in the castle courtyard. When he arrived, the blacksmith was
shaping a horseshoe with his hands.

Knight: Blacksmith.

Blacksmith: There's always a problem with you, sir.

(The Knight gets upset)

Knight: I'm not in the mood for your jokes, I can't take off my armor
(he says annoyed as he steps on the blacksmith's foot)

(The blacksmith let out a howl and, forgetting for a moment that the knight was his
lord, delivered a vicious blow to the helmet.)

Knight: Trai gain (ordered the knight, not realizing that the blacksmith had hit him
because he was angry)

Knight: I'm not in the mood for jokes, can't you take things seriously?
Gladbach sang: Problems shouldn't affect me, they are opportunities to criticize.

Knight: I would like to see you in my situeishon, you would not be sinig

Gladbach: Everyone, some armor has got us trapped. It's just that you've already found
yours.

Knight: I have no time to waste, I have to take off my armor

And saying this, the knight prepared to leave, but Gladbag cald him.

Gladbach: There is someone who can help you and will tell you what your real problem is
The knight stopped his horse abruptly and excitedly rode back towards Gladbach.

Knight: Do you really nou somguan?

Gladbach: You have to go to the wizard Merlin, he will help you

Knight: Merlin? The only Merlin aif ever heard of is the great sage, King Arthur's teacher.

Gladbach: There is only one Merlin

Knight: But it can't be! – exclaimed Merlin and King Arthur lived many years ago.

Gladbach: Yes, but the wise man still lives in the woods.

Knight: But those forests are very big, how am I supposed to find it?

Gladbach: (smiles) If you really need it, you'll find it.

Knight: I'll look for it then

(The knight gives Gladbach a very strong squeeze, Gladbach grumbles)

Knight: I'm sorry

Gladbach: When you no longer have your armor you will suffer the pain of others too

Knight: I'm leaving

(The knight rides away from him)

In the woods of Merlin

NARRATOR: He finally found the magician after searching for months.
Knight: I've been looking for you for a long time

Merlin: All your life, (biting into a carrot and sharing it with the nearest rabbit)

(The Knight raged)

Knight: I didn't come here to be insulted

Merlin: Maybe you always take the truth as an insult.

Narrator: The knight didn't like this comment very much either, but he was too weak to
mount his horse and leave. Instead, he dropped his metal-wrapped body onto the grass.
Merlin looked at him compassionately.

Merlin: You're lucky, they're so tired you can't run.

Knight: And what does that mean? (asks sharply)

(Merlin smiled in response.)

Merlin: A person cannot run and learn at the same time. He must stay in a
place for a while.

Knight: I'll only stay long enough to know how to take off this armor

Merlin: When you understand, they won't need your armor or your horse anymore.

Narrator: The knight was too tired to question this. Somehow, he felt comforted and fell
asleep right away. When the knight woke up, he saw Merlin and the animals around him.
He tried to pull away, but he was too weak. Merlin handed him a silver goblet that contained
a strange liquid.

Merlin: Take this.

Knight: What is it? (looks suspiciously)

Merlin: You're afraid, of course, that's why you put on the armor

NARRATOR: The Knight didn't bother to deny it because he was very thirsty.

Knight: Ok, I'm going to drink it but help me pour it down the hull

Merlin: I won't do that, I'd better give you a straw (Merlin puts a straw in the glass)

(The Knight tastes the drink)

 (Merlin just smiles)

Knight: What is it?

Merlin: Life

Knight: Life?

Merlin: Yes, you didn't find it bitter at first but as you drank it it became more appetizing?

(The Knight nodded.)

Merlin: That was when you accepted what you were drinking.

Knight: Are you telling me that life is good when one accepts it?

Merlin: Isn't that so?- (Merlin replied, raising an amused eyebrow.)

Knight: So you expect me to keep the armor my whole life and accept it?

Merlin: Were you born with the armor on? You put it on, have you ever wondered why?

Narrator: Saying this, the magician clapped his hands and the squirrels slowly, the knight
grew stronger, and he began to feel hopeful.
Every day he asked Merlin the same question:

Knight: When can I get out of this armor?

Each day, Merlin replied:

Merlin: Patience! You've been wearing that armor for so long that it's not so easy to get out
of it.

NARRATOR: One night, the animals and the knight were listening to the magician play the
latest troubadour hits on his lute. While he waited for Merlin to finish playing I long for the old
days, when knights were brave and damsels were cold, the knight asked him a question that
had been on his mind for a long time.

Knight: Were you really King Arthur's teacher?

Merlin: Yes, I taught Arthur

Knight: But how is it possible? King Arthur lived many years ago!, I don't understand
Merlin: The past, present and future are one when you are connected to the source, it is the
mysterious and invisible power that is the origin of everything, that's because you try to
understand with your mind, but your mind is limited.

The knight couldn't refute that. Then he remembered something that Merlin had just
told him. arrive.

Knight: When we first met, you said that I wore this armor because I was afraid.

Merlin: Isn't that right?

Knight: No, I wore it to protect myself when I went into battle.

Merlin: And you were afraid that they would seriously hurt you or kill you.

Knight: Isn't everyone afraid of him?

Merlin shook his head.

Merlin: And who told you that you had to go to battle?

Knight: He had to show that he was a good, generous and loving Knight .

Merlin: If you really are good, generous and loving, why did you have to show it?

Narrator: The Knight avoided having to think about it the same way he used to avoid all
things: he went to sleep.

The next morning, he woke up with a thought stuck in his mind: Was it possible that he was
not good, generous and loving? She decided to ask Merlin.

Merlin: What do you think?

Knight: Why do you always answer a question with another question?

Merlin: And why do you always look for others to answer your questions?

(The knight left angrily cursing Merlin under his breath)

Knight: That Merlin! he (he mumbled he) There are times when he really takes me out of my
armor!

(With a snap, the knight dropped his heavy body under a tree to reflect.
about the magician's questions.)

NARRATOR: What did he really think?

Knight: Could it be (he said out loud to no one in particular) that I wasn't good and generous
and loving?

Squirrel: Could be (said a little voice) If not, why are you sitting on my tail?

Knight: Huh? (he looked down and saw a little squirrel sitting next to him. That is, to
almost the whole squirrel, his tail was hidden)

Knight: Sorry, I hope I didn't hurt you, I can't see very well in this armor.

Squirrel: I don't doubt it, that's why you're always apologizing to people for hurting them.

Knight: The only thing that irritates me more than a smart-ass wizard is a smart-ass squirrel,
I don't have to stay here and talk to you.

(He struggled against the weight of the armor in an attempt to get to his feet.
Suddenly, surprised, he stammered :) Knight: Eh... you and I are talking!

Squirrel: A tribute to my good faith, considering that you have sat on me

line.

Knight: But animals don't talk

Squirrel: Of course they can, what happens is that they don't listen to them

Knight: Have you spoken to me before?

Squirrel: Sure, every time he'd crack a nut and push it through your visor.

Knight: How can I hear you now if I couldn't hear you then?

Squirrel: I admire an inquisitive mind, but you never accept anything as it is?

Knight: You are answering my questions with questions, you have spent too much time with
Merlin.

Squirrel: And you haven't spent enough time with him!

(The squirrel gave the knight a light nudge with his tail and ran up a tree. The
Knight called her.)

Knight: Wait! What is your name?

Squirrel: Squirrel- she replied simply, and she disappeared

Narrator: Stunned, the knight shook his head. Had he imagined all this? In this precise
instant, he saw Merlin approaching.
Knight: Merlin- he said -I have to get out of here. I've started talking to squirrels.

Merlin: Splendid

(The Knight looked at him concerned.)

Knight: How splendid? What do you mean?

Merlin: Just that. You are becoming sensitive enough to feel the vibrations of others.

NARRATOR: The knight was obviously confused, so Merlin went on to explain:

Merlin: You didn't speak to the squirrel in words, but you felt the vibrations from him, and
you understood those vibrations in words. I'm waiting for the day when you start talking to
flowers.

Knight: That will be the day you plant them on my grave. I have to get out of these woods!

Merlin: Where would you go?

Knight: I would return with Juliet and Christopher. They have been alone for a long time. I
have to go back and take care of them.

Merlin: How can you take care of them if they can't even take care of you?

Knight: But I miss them, I want to return to them even in the worst case.

Merlin: And that's exactly how to go back, but if you go with your armor… Merlin warned
him.

(The knight looked at Merlin sadly.)

Knight: I don't want to wait to take off my armor, I want to go back now and be a good,
generous and loving husband to Juliet and a great father to Christopher.

Narrator: Merlin nodded in understanding. He told the Knight that returning to give of himself
was a wonderful gift.

Merlin: However, a gift, to be a gift, must be accepted. Otherwise it is like a burden for
people.

Knight: You mean that maybe they don't want me to come back? Surely they would give me
another chance. After all, I am one of the best knights in the kingdom.

Merlin: Perhaps that armor is thicker than it seems- Merlin said softly.
NARRATOR: The Knight reflected on this. He remembered Juliet's eternal complaints
because he went off to battle so often, because of the attention she paid to her armor, and
because of his closed visor and his habit of falling asleep so as not to hear her words.
Maybe Julieta didn't want him to come back, but Cristóbal did.

Merlin: Why not send Christopher a note and ask him?

Narrator: The Knight agreed that it was a good idea, but... How could he get a note to
Cristóbal?

Merlin pointed to the dove that was perched on his shoulder.

Merlin: Rebecca will take her.

(The Knight was perplexed.)

Knight: She doesn't know where she lives. She's just a stupid bird.

Rebecca: I can tell north from south and east from west (Rebecca replied dryly)

Rebecca: Which is more than could be said for you.

NARRATOR: The Knight apologized quickly. He was completely stunned. He had not only
talked to a pigeon and a squirrel, but he had also pissed them both off on the same day.

Being a big-hearted bird, Rebecca accepted the Knight 's apology and set off with the note to
Cristóbal in her beak.

Knight: Don't get distracted or you'll drop my note- the knight yelled at him.

Narrator: Rebecca ignored this inconsiderate comment, realizing that the Knight had a lot to
learn.
A week passed, and Rebecca still hadn't returned. The Knight was more and more impatient,
fearing that she had fallen pking to one of the hunting falcons he and other knights had
trained. He shuddered, wondering how he could have participated in such a dirty sport, and
regretted his horrible mistake again.
When Merlin finished playing his lute and singing You will have a long cold winter, if you
have With a short and cold heart, the Knight expressed his concerns regarding Rebecca.

Merlin reassured him with a joyous verse:

Merlin: The smartest pigeon that ever flew, can't go into any stew.

NARRATOR: At that moment, a great chatter arose among the animals. They were all
looking up at the sky, so Merlin and the knight looked up too. High above their heads,
circling to land, was Rebecca.
The knight struggled to his feet as Rebecca perched on Merlin's shoulder. Taking the note
from her mouth, the magician looked at it and told the Knight gravely that it was from
Cristóbal.

Knight: Let me see! Exclamación "It's blak!"

Knight: What does this mean?

Merlin: It means, your son doesn't know you well enough to give an answer.

Narrator: The knight stood for a moment, stunned, then groaned and slowly he fell to the
ground. He tried to hold back the tears, for knights in shining armor just don't cry.
However, his grief soon overcame him. Then, exhausted and half choking on his helm
with tears, the knight fell asleep.

THE PATH OF TRUTH

(When the knight woke up, Merlin was sitting silently next to him.)

Knight: I'm sorry I didn't act like a Knight , my beard is a soup (he added disgusted)

Merlin: Don't apologize, you've just taken the first step in freeing yourself from your armor.

Knight: What do you mean?

Merlin: You'll see, he stood up, it's time for you to go

NARRATOR: This upset the Knight . He was beginning to enjoy being in the forest with
Merlin and the animals. Either way, it seemed to him that he had nowhere to go. Apparently,
Julieta and Cristóbal did not want him at home. It is true that he could return to the matter of
cavalry and go on a crusade. He had a good reputation in battle, and there were many kings
who would be happy to have him at their side, but it no longer seemed to him that fighting
could make sense.
Merlin reminded the knight of his new purpose: to break free of his armor.

Knight: Why bother? Juliet and Cristóbal don't care if I take it off or not.

Merlin: Do it for yourself, being trapped between all that steel has caused you a lot of
trouble, and things will only get worse as time goes on. You could even die from of
pneumonia from a soaked beard.

Knight: I guess so, my bird has become a niunces.

Knight: I'm tired of carrying her and I'm sick of eating porridge. Come to think of it, I can't
even scratch my back when it itches.
Merlin: And when was the last time you felt the warmth of a kiss, smelled the fragrance of a
flower, or heard a beautiful melody without your armor getting between you?

Knight: I don't remember… you're right, I have to get rid of this armor by myself.

Merlin: You can't go on living and thinking like you did up to now, it was
just like you got stuck in that pile of steel at the beginning.

Knight: But, how can I change all that? - asked the restless Knight .

Merlin: It's not as difficult as it seems (Merlin explained, leading the knight towards a path)
This is the path you followed to reach these woods.

Knight: I didn't follow any path, I was lost for months!

Merlin: People don't usually perceive the path they walk.

Knight: You mean the trail was there but I couldn't see it?

Merlin: Yes, and you can go back for it, if you wish; but it leads to dishonesty, greed, hatred,
jealousy, fear and ignorance.

Knight: Are you saying that I am all that?

Merlin: At times, you are one of those things.

narrator: The magician pointed to another path. It was narrower than the first and very
steep.

Knight: Seems like a tough climb

Merlin: That is the path of truth. It gets steeper as

approaching the top of a distant mountain.

(The Knight gazed up the steep path without enthusiasm.)

Knight: I'm not sure it's worth it. What will I get when I reach the top?

Merlin: It's about what you won't have, the armor!

NARRATOR: The Knight reflected on this. If he went back the way he had come, he would
have no hope of breaking free of his armor and he would probably die of loneliness and
fatigue. The only way to remove the armor was, it seemed, to follow the path of truth, though
he might in that case die trying to climb up the steep mountain.

(The knight looked at the difficult path ahead of him. Then he looked down, and
beheld the steel that covered his body.)
Knight: It's okay- he said with resignation -I'll try the path of truth.

(Merlin nodded.)

Merlin: Your decision to walk an unknown path while carrying heavy armor requires a lot of
courage.

Narrator: The Knight knew he had to start right away, otherwise he might change his mind.

Knight: I'll go find my faithful horse

Merlin: Oh no. The path has parts too narrow for a horse to pass. You will have to go on
foot.

(Horrified, the knight fell onto a rock.)

Knight: I think I'd rather die from a sodden beard, losing all courage with astonishing
rapidity.

Merlin: You won't have to travel alone, the squirrel will accompany you

Knight: What do you want, for me to ride on a squirrel? - asked the knight, scared at the
idea of having a know-it-all animal as a companion on such an arduous journey

Squirrel: You may not be able to ride me, but you'll need me to help you.
eat. Who else will chew the nuts for you and pass them through the visor?

(When Rebecca heard the conversation, she flew from a nearby tree and landed on the
knight's shoulder.)

Rebecca: I'll accompany you too. I have been to the top of the mountain and I know the way,
the willingness shown by the two animals to help him, gave the knight the courage he
needed.

Knight: "Well, well, one of the main knights of the kingdom in need of a squirrel and a bird to
give him courage!"

NARRATOR: He struggled to his feet, signaling to Merlin that he was ready to begin the
journey.
As they walked down the path, the magician took an exquisite golden key from his neck and
gave it to the knight.

Merlin: This key will open the doors of the three castles that will block your path.

Knight: I know!- the knight shouted -There will be a princess in each castle, and I will kill the
dragon that holds her and rescue her...
Merlin: Enough! So much time reflecting and you don't learn anything, you are very stupid.

(After the reprimand, the knight remained silent, while Merlin continued)

Merlin: The first castle is called silence; the second knowledge and the third will and daring.
To find the exit of each Castle you must first learn what each one tells you

NARRATOR: From the knight's point of view, this didn't seem like as much fun as rescuing
princesses.
Also, at that time in his life, visiting castles was not what he most wanted.

Knight: Why can't I just go around the castles?

Merlin: If you do, you're going to miss it. The only way to reach the top of the mountain is
through the castles
The knight sighed heavily as he gazed up the steep and narrow path.
He was disappearing between the tall trees that jutted out into some low clouds.

Narrator: He sensed that this trip would be much more difficult than a crusade.

Merlin knew what the knight was thinking.

Merlin: Yes, it is a different battle that you will have to fight on the path of truth.
Your fight will be to learn to love you

Knight: How shall I do that?

Merlin: They will start by learning to know each other, this battle cannot be won with the
sword, so you will have to leave it here (Merlin's tender gaze rested on the knight for a
moment. Then he added) If you have problems, call me, and I will come...

Knight: Do you mean that you can appear wherever I am?

Merlin: Any magician worth his salt can do it (Merlin replied). Saying this, he disappeared.

(The Knight was amazed.)

Knight: But well... if he has disappeared!

(Squirrel nodded.)

Squirrel: Sometimes it really makes her good.

Rebecca: We spent all your energy talking, let's get going.

 (The knight's helmet screeched as he nodded. They set off with Squirrel in the lead,
and behind him the knight with Rebecca on his shoulder.)

NARRATOR: From time to time, Rebecca would fly out on a scouting mission and return to
inform them of what lay ahead for them.
After a few hours, the knight collapsed, exhausted and in pain. He was not there accustomed
to traveling without a horse and with armor on. Since it was almost dark anyway, Rebecca
and Squirrel decided to stop for the night.

Narrator: Rebecca flew through the bushes and came back with some berries, which she
pushed through the bushes.
holes in the visor of the Knight . Squirrel went to a nearby stream and filled some walnut
shells with water, which the knight drank through the straw Merlin had provided. Too
exhausted to wait for Squirrel to make him more nuts, he fell asleep.
The next morning he was awakened by the sun beating down on his eyes. The light
bothered him.

NARRATOR: His visor had never let in so much light. As he tried to understand this
phenomenon, he realized that Squirrel and Rebecca were watching him, chattering and
cooing excitedly. He made an effort to sit up and suddenly realized that he could see a
lot. more than the day before, and that he could feel the cool breeze on his cheeks. A part
of his visor had broken off and fell off!

Knight: How could it have happened?

NARRATOR: The Squirrel answered the question he hadn't asked aloud.

Squirrel: He has rusted and has fallen.

Knight: But how?

Rebecca: For the tears you shed after seeing your son's blank letter

Narrator: The knight thought about this. The grief he had felt was so deep that his armor
had been unable to protect him. Instead, his tears had begun to undo the steel around him.

Knight: That's it!-He shouted. -The tears of true feelings will free me from the armor!
(He got to his feet faster than he had in years.)

Knight: Squirrel! Rebecca! Let's go to the path of truth!

NARRATOR: Rebecca and Squirrel were so overjoyed at what was happening to the Knight
The three continued up the mountain. It was a very special day for the Knight . I notice the
tiny sunlit particles floating in the air, filtering through the tree branches. He looked closely
at the faces of some of the robins and saw that they were not all the same. He commented
this to Rebecca, which she gave little hops, cooing happily.
Rebecca: You are beginning to see the differences in other life forms because you are
beginning to see the differences within yourself.

Narrator: The Knight tried to understand exactly what Rebecca meant. He was too proud to
ask, as he still thought a Knight had to outsmart a dove.
At that precise moment, Squirrel, who had gone exploring, came back in a riot.

Squirrel: The castle of silence is just behind the next climb.

NARRATOR: Excited at the idea of seeing the castle, the knight quickened his step. He
reached the top of the mountain out of breath. It was true, the castle was seen in the
distance, completely blocking the path. The knight confessed to Squirrel and Rebecca that
he was disappointed. He had expected a more elegant structure. Instead, the castle of
silence seemed like one more.

Rebecca laughed and said, When you learn to accept instead of expect, you will have fewer
disappointments.

(The knight nodded at the wisdom of these words.)

Knight: I've spent most of my life being disappointed. I remember that, being in the crib, I
thought I was the most beautiful baby in the world. Then my nanny looked at me and said,
"You have a face that only a mother could love." I was disappointed that I was ugly instead
of beautiful, and I was disappointed that the nanny was so unkind.

Squirrel: If you really felt beautiful, it wouldn't have mattered what she said. You would not
have been disappointed.

(That made sense to the Knight .)

Knight: I'm beginning to think that animals are smarter than people.

Squirrel: The fact that you can say that makes you as smart as we are.

Rebecca: I don't think this has anything to do with being smart. animals accept
and the humans wait.

Narrator: The knight thought of this. He did not remember any person who was happy
simply for being a person. After a while they reached the gate of the huge castle. The
knight took the golden key from his neck from him and inserted it into the lock.

(And as he opened the door)

Rebecca told her: We won't go with you.

NARRATOR: The Knight , who was beginning to love and trust the animals, was
disappointed that they did not accompany him. He was about to say it, when he realized
account. She was waiting again. The animals knew that the knight was hesitating whether or
not to enter the castle.

Squirrel: We'll show you the door but you have to go in alone.

(as he flies away)

Rebecca called happily: We'll meet on the other side….

THE CASTLE OF SILENCE

NARRATOR: Left to his own devices, the knight poked his head through the castle gate. His
knees were shaking slightly, making him clank from his armor. Not wanting to look like a
chicken in front of a pigeon, in case Rebecca could see him, he gathered his strength and
stepped bravely inside, closing the door behind him.
For a moment he wished he hadn't left his sword behind, but Merlin had promised him that
he wouldn't have to slay dragons, and the knight trusted the wizard completely. He
entered the huge anteroom of the castle and looked around. He only saw the fire that
burned in a huge stone fireplace on one wall and three rugs on the floor. He sat down on
the rug closest to the fire.

Narrator: The knight soon realized two things: First, there seemed to be no door leading him
out of the room, into other areas of the castle. Second, there was an extraordinary and
terrifying silence. He was startled to notice that the fire didn't even crackle. The Knight he
thought his castle was quiet, especially in the times when Juliet didn't speak to him for days,
but that was nothing compared to this. The castle of silence lived up to his name, he thought.
Never in his life had he felt so alone.
Suddenly, the knight was startled by the sound of a familiar voice behind him.

King: Hello, Knight .

The knight turned and was surprised to see the king approaching from a far corner of the
room. room.

Knight: King! I hadn't seen you, what are you doing here?

King: Same as you, looking for the door.

The knight looked around again.

Knight: I don't see any doors.

King: You can't really see until you understand, when you understand what
there is in this room, you will see the door that leads to the next one.
Knight: Definitely, I hope so, king. I'm surprised to see you here, I had heard that
you were on a crusade

King: That's what they say whenever I travel the path of truth, my subjects understand it
better that way.

The Knight seemed puzzled.

King: Everyone understands the crusades, but very few understand the truth.

Knight: Yes, I wouldn't be on this path myself if I wasn't trapped in this armor.

king: Most people are stuck in their armor.

Knight: What do you mean?

King: We put up barriers to protect ourselves from who we think we are. Then one day we
get trapped behind the barriers and we can't get out anymore.

Knight: I never thought you were trapped too, king. you are so wise...

(The king laughed.)

King: I am wise enough to know when I am trapped, and also to

come back here to learn more about myself.

(The knight was excited, thinking that perhaps the king could show him the way.)

Knight: Tell me, could we cross the castle together? So it wouldn't be so lonely...

(The king shook his head.)

King: Once I tried. It is true that my companions and I did not feel alone because we talked
constantly, but when one speaks it is impossible to see the exit door of this room.

Knight: Perhaps we could just walk together, without talking- suggested the Knight . (He did
not really want to have to walk alone through the castle of silence)

(The king shook his head again, this time more forcefully.)

king: No, I tried that too. He made the emptiness less painful, but I couldn't see the exit door
either.

(The Knight protested.) Knight:

But if you weren't talking…

king: Being silent is more than just not speaking, I found that when I was with someone, I
showed only my best image. I wouldn't drop my barriers, so neither I nor the other person
could see what I was trying to hide.

Knight: I don't get it.

King: You'll understand when you've stayed here long enough. One
he must be alone to be able to drop his armor.

(The Knight was desperate.)

Knight: I don't want to stay here alone! (he exclaimed he, kicking the duel, and letting it fall
unintentionally on the king's foot)

The king screamed in pain and began to jump.

The knight was horrified! First to the blacksmith; now to the king

Knight: Excuse me sir- he said, apologizing.

(The king strokes his foot gently.)

King: Oh well. That armor does more damage to you than to me, I understand that you don't
want to stay alone in the castle. I didn't want it either the first few times I was here, but now I
realize that what one has to do here, one has to do alone, now I must go.

Perplexed, the Knight asked:

Knight: Where are you going? The door is this way.

King: This door is for entrance only. The door leading to the next room is on the far wall. I
finally saw her when you were coming in- said the king.

Knight: What do you mean you finally saw her? Didn't you remember where it was, from the
other times you were here?

King: One never stops traveling on the path of truth. Every time I come, as I understand
more and more, I find new doors.

The king waved goodbye: Luck

Knight: Wait, please! - I beg the Knight .

(The king turned and looked at him sympathetically.)

King: yes?
The knight, who could not shake the resolution of the king, asked:

Knight: Is there any advice you can give me before you go?

The king thought about it for a moment, then replied:

King: This is a new kind of crusade for you, dear knight: one that requires more courage than
any battle you have known before. If you manage to muster the necessary forces and stay to
do what you have to do here, it will be your greatest victory.

Narrator: Saying this, the king turned and, stretching out his arm as if to open a door,
disappeared into the wall, perplexing the knight. The knight ran to the place where the king
had been, hoping that, up close, he could also see the door. Finding only what appeared to
be a solid wall, he began pacing across the room. The only thing the knight could hear was
the sound of his armor echoing through the castle.

After a while, he felt more depressed than ever.

To cheer himself up, he sang a couple of battle songs:

Knight: I'll be with you to take you on a crusade, darling, and wherever I leave my helmet,
that will be my home. He sang them over and over again.

NARRATOR: As his voice grew tired, the stillness began to drown out his singing,
enveloping him in absolute silence. Only then could the Knight frankly admit something he
already knew: he was afraid of being alone.
At that moment, he saw a door at the far end of the room. He went to her
He opened it slowly and entered another room. This other room was very similar to the
previous one, only smaller. It was also empty of all sound.
To pass the time, the knight began to talk to himself. He would say whatever came to mind.

Narrator: He talked about how he was when he was little and how he was different from the
other kids he knew. While they hunted quail and played pin the tail on the donkey, he stayed
home and read. Since at that time the books were handwritten by the monks, there were
few, and very soon he had read them all. It was then that he began to talk to everyone who
passed in front of him. When there was no one to talk to, he talked to himself, just like now.
He found himself saying that he had talked his whole life about him to avoid feeling alone.
The knight thought deeply about this until the sound of his own voice broke the terrifying
silence.

Knight: I guess I've always been afraid of being alone.

NARRATOR: As he spoke these words, another door became visible. The Knight opened it
and entered the next room. It was even smaller than the previous one.
He sat on the ground and continued to think, after a while, the thought came to him that
throughout his life he had wasted time talking about what he had done and what he was
going to do.
He had never enjoyed what was happening at the time. And then another door appeared. It
led to a room even smaller than the previous ones.

Encouraged by his progress, the knight did something he had never done before.

Narrator: He stood still and listened to the silence. He realized that, for most of his life, he
hadn't really listened to anyone or anything. The sound of the wind, of the rain, the sound of
running water in the streams, had always been there, but he had never really heard them.He
hadn't heard Juliet either, when she tried to tell him how he felt; especially when she was
sad. She reminded him that he was sad too. In fact, one of the reasons he had decided to
keep the armor on all the time was because it drowned out Juliet's sad voice. All he had to
do was lower the visor and he couldn't hear her anymore. Juliet must have felt very lonely
talking to a man wrapped in steel; she as alone as he had felt in this dreary room. Her own
pain and her loneliness surfaced.

He began to feel Juliet's pain and loneliness as well. For years, he had forced her to live in a
castle of silence. He started to cry.

NARRATOR: The Knight cried so much that the tears spilled out of the holes in the visor and
they drenched the carpet below him. Tears flowed into the fireplace and
They extinguished the fire. In fact, the entire room had begun to flood, and the Knight would
have drowned if it weren't for the fact that at that precise moment another door appeared.
Although he was exhausted from the deluge, he crept to the door, opened it, and entered a
room that was not much bigger than his horse's stable.

Knight: He asked me why the rooms are getting smaller- he said aloud.

(A voice replied:)

NARRATOR (SAM) : Because you're getting closer to yourself.

NARRATOR: Startled, the knight looked around him. He was alone, or so he had believed.
Who had spoken?

NARRATOR (SAM): You have spoken- said the voice in response to his thought.

NARRATOR: The voice seemed to come from within himself. Was that possible?

NARRATOR (SAM): Yes, it's possible, I'm the real you.

Knight: But if I am my true self

NARRATOR (SAM): Look at you, sitting there half dead, inside that pile of tin, with a rusty
visor and a soupy beard. If you're the real you, we're both in trouble!
Knight: Now listen to me- said the Knight . I have lived all these years without hearing a word
about you. Now that I hear, the first thing you tell me is that you are the real me. Why didn't
you talk to me before?

NARRATOR (SAM): I've been here for years- replied the voice, -but this is the first
time you're quiet enough to hear me.

(The Knight hesitated.)

Knight: If you are the real me, then please tell me, who am I?

The voice kindly replied:

NARRATOR (SAM): You can't expect to learn everything at once. Why do not you go to
sleep?

Knight: Okay, but first, I want to know what I should call you.
NARRATOR (SAM): Call me?- asked the voice, perplexed, -But I'm you!

Knight: I can't call you. It confuses me.

NARRATOR (SAM): It's okay. call me sam

Knight: Why Sam?

NARRATOR (SAM): And why not? - was the answer.

Knight: You have to meet Merlin- said the knight, beginning to shake his head from
exhaustion. Then her eyes closed as he drifted off into a deep, sweet sleep.

NARRATOR: When he woke up, he didn't know where he was. Only he was aware of
himself. The rest of
The world seemed to have vanished. As he woke up, the knight realized that Squirrel and
Rebecca were sitting on his chest.

Knight: How did you get in here?

(Squirrel laughed.)

Squirrel: We're not there.

Rebecca: You are here- cooed Rebecca.

Narrator: The Knight 's eyes widened and he sat up. He looked around in surprise. Without a
doubt, he was sitting on the path of truth, on the other side of the castle of silence.
Knight: How did I get out of there?

Rebecca replied: The only way possible.

Knight: The last thing I remember is that she was talking to her...- Here she stopped herself.

NARRATOR: I wanted to tell Rebecca and Squirrel about Sam, but it wasn't easy to explain.
Besides, he could have imagined everything. He had a lot to think about. The knight
scratched his head, but it took him a moment to realize that he was actually scratching his
own skin. He raised both steel-clad hands to his head. His helm was gone! He touched his
face and his long beard.

Knight: Squirrel! Rebecca!

Squirrel and Rebecca: We already know. You should have cried again in the castle of
silence.

Knight: I did, but how could a whole helm have rusted in one
evening?
Narrator: The animals laughed uproariously. Rebecca lay breathless, flapping her wings
against the ground. It seemed to the Knight that she was out of her bird's eye. He demanded
that they let him know that he was so funny.

(Squirrel was the first to catch her breath.)

Squirrel: You weren't just one night in the castle.

Knight: So, for how long?

Squirrel: What if I told you that while you were in there I could have easily collected over five
thousand nuts?

Knight: I would say you're crazy! - exclaimed the Knight .

Rebecca: Well, you stayed in the castle for a long time- Rebecca affirmed.

The knight dropped his jaw in disbelief. He looked up at the sky and, with a resounding
voice, he said:

Knight: Merlin, I must speak to you.

Sorry to intrude, but it was an emergency. I...

Merlin: No problem, wizards are often disturbed.

In response to your question, I am going to tell you that it is true. you stayed in the castle
of silence for a long time.
Knight: How did you know what I wanted to ask you?

Merlin: How I know myself, I can know you. We are all part of each other.

Knight: I'm beginning to understand. Have I been able to understand Juliet's pain because I
am part of her?

Merlin: Yes, that's why you were able to cry for her and for yourself. It was the first time that
you shed tears for someone else.

(The knight told Merlin that he was proud. The wizard smiled indulgently.)
Merlin: One shouldn't be proud of being human. It makes about as little sense as Rebecca
taking pride in being able to fly. Rebecca was born with wings. You were born with a heart,
and now you are using it, naturally.

Knight: You really know how to put a friend down.

Merlin: I didn't mean to be hard on you. You're doing fine, otherwise you wouldn't have met
Sam.

(The Knight was relieved.)

Knight: So, did I really hear it? Wasn't it just my imagination?

(Merlin chuckled)

Merlin: No, Sam is real. In fact, he's a more real me than the one you've called me all these
years. You're not going crazy. You are simply beginning to hear your true self. For that
reason time passed without you noticing.

Knight: I don't understand.

Merlin: You will understand when you have passed through the castle of knowledge.

(Before the knight could ask any more questions, Merlin disappeared)
THE CASTLE OF KNOWLEDGE
Narrator: The knight, Squirrel and Rebecca continued their journey along the path of truth,
towards the castle of knowledge. They stopped only twice that day, once for lunch and once
for the Knight to shave off his scrawny beard.
Just before nightfall, the trio continued to trudge up a hill and
he gazed at the castle of knowledge in the distance.

(At that precise moment, his thoughts were interrupted by Sam's voice)

NARRATOR (SAM): The castle of knowledge was designed by the universe itself: the source
of all knowledge.

Knight: I'm glad you're back.

NARRATOR (SAM): Actually, I never left, remember that I am you.

(The Knight took the key that hung from his neck and turned the lock.)

Opening the door, I ask Rebecca and Squirrel.

Knight: Will they go?

Rebecca: No, silence is for one; knowledge is for everyone.

NARRATOR (Sam): To get past this Castle you have to start knowing more things, so we
can get out of here.

Knight: I don't have time to play trivia. I want to find my way around the castle so that I can
reach the top of the mountain soon!

NARRATOR (Sam): I know what you're thinking, yes, you loved Juliet and Christopher, but
didn't you need them too?

Knight : I suppose so, I had needed all the beauty that Juliet added to her life with her
intelligence and her lovely poetry.

NARRATOR (Sam): Do you love yourself?

Knight : Of course I love myself, I'm perfect

NARRATOR (SAM): Are you sure?

Narrator: The knight wept as he realized that if he didn't love himself, he couldn't really love
others.
Merlin: You have discovered a great truth, you can only love others to the extent that you
love yourself.

Knight: And how do I start loving myself?

Merlin: You already started, knowing what you now know

Knight: I know I'm a fool (sobbed the knight)

Merlin: No, you know the truth, and the truth is love.

Merlin: There is nothing more beautiful than the light of knowledge.

Rebecca: I just found out… (she is interrupted by the knight)

Knight: It's just an old mirror, come on, let's get going.

Rebecca: It's not an ordinary mirror, it doesn't reflect how you look, it reflects how you are.
TRUE.

(The Knight looks in the mirror) Knight:

Who is it?

Squirrel: It's you

Knight: This mirror is a ghost, I am not like that.

NARRATOR (SAM): It's the real you, the you that lives under that armor.

Knight: But it's so perfect and innocent

NARRATOR (SAM): That's your potential, what you can become.

Knight: Maybe if I hid my feelings, I've wasted my whole life!

NARRATOR (SAM): You haven't wasted them. You needed time to learn what you have
learned.

(The Knight contemplates the mirror)

NARRATOR (SAM): Something you should understand is that humans are full of ambitions,
that's why they can't get the knowledge to be free, they must start having ambitions at heart.

Knight: What is the ambition of the heart?

(Merlin appears)

Merlin: The ambition of the heart is pure. It doesn't compete with anyone and it doesn't hurt
anyone. In fact, it serves one in such a way that it serves others at the same time.

(The Knight thinks)

Knight: From this moment on, my ambitions will come from the heart.

(As he spoke these words, the castle and Merlin disappeared, and the knight found himself
once again on the path of truth, now that all that was left of his armor was his breastplate.)
THE CASTLE OF WILL AND DARING

(Towards dawn the next day, the unlikely trio reached the last castle. It was taller than the
others and its walls seemed thicker. Confident that he would speed through this castle, the
knight crossed the drawbridge with the animals.)

Narrator: I had seen many dragons, but this one was like none. He was huge, and flames
shot out not only from his mouth, like any run-of-the-mill dragon, but also from his eyes and
ears.

(The knight searched for his sword, but his hand found nothing, he began to tremble.)

Knight: Merlin… (he says trembling)

"He can't leave me now", "he promised me that there would be no dragons in the path of
truth."

MYSTERIOUS VOICE: He was referring to ordinary dragons

NARRATOR: The situation seemed serious. A dragon that could read minds was definitely
the worst thing to expect, but somehow the knight managed to stop trembling. With the
loudest and most powerful voice that he could, he shouted:

Knight: Get out of my way, filthy!

(The beast hissed, shooting fire in all directions.)

MYSTERIOUS VOICE: How daring the scared kitten!

Narrator: The gentleman, not knowing what else to do, tried to stall for time.

Knight: What are you doing in the castle of will and daring?

MYSTERIOUS VOICE: Is there a better place for me to live? I am the dragon of fear and
doubt.
NARRATOR: The gentleman recognized that the name was very apt. Fear and doubt was
exactly what he felt.

MYSTERIOUS VOICE: I'm here to take down all the smarties who think they can beat
anyone just because they've been through the castle of knowledge.

Rebecca whispered in the knight's ear: Merlin once said that self-knowledge could slay the
dragon of fear and doubt.

Knight: And you think so? (whispered the knight)

Rebecca: Yes (she stated firmly)

Knight: Try to distract him while I'm leaving

MYSTERIOUS VOICE: Don't think I don't realize what you're doing.

Squirrel: Do they give up at this point?

Caballero: I don't know, I've gotten used to certain luxuries, like living.

Narrator (Sam) intervened: How can you stand it if you don't have the will and the audacity to
test your knowledge of yourself?

Knight: Do you also believe that self-knowledge can kill the dragon of fear and doubt?

Narrator (Sam): Of course. Self knowledge is the truth and you know what they say: "the
truth is mightier than the sword".

Knight: I know that's what they say, but... is there someone who has tried it and survived?

Rebecca: Remember that the dragon is just an illusion.

Knight: An illusion?

Rebecca: If you believe the dragon of fear and doubt is real, you give it the power to do
anything.

Narrator (Sam): You're right, you must go back and face the dragon once and for all.

Knight: I know you're not real, I can and I will pass this castle

MYSTERIOUS VOICE: You surprised me, I never thought you could do it.

Knight: I have won!

MYSTERIOUS VOICE: But don't be happy because I have to make life miserable again.

Knight: Come back whenever you want, every time you do, I'll be stronger and you'll be
weaker.

Rebecca: See, I was right. Self-knowledge can kill the dragon of fear and doubt.

Knight: If you really believed that it was so, why didn't you accompany me when I faced the
dragon?

Rebecca: I didn't want to interfere. It was your trip.

(Amused, the knight stretched out his arm to open the castle door, but, the castle of will and
daring had disappeared)

Sam explained, You don't have to learn will and daring because you've just shown that you
already have them.

THE TOP OF TRUTH

NARRATOR: Inch by inch, inch by inch, the knight climbed, his fingers bloody from having to
cling to the sharp rocks. When he had almost reached the top, he came across a boulder
that blocked his path. As always, there was an inscription above him:
"Although I possess this universe, I possess nothing, for I cannot know the unknown if I cling
to the known"
The knight reflected on some of the "known" things that he had clung to.
throughout his life. There was his identity—who he thought he was and was not. were their
beliefs - what he thought to be true and what he considered to be false. And there were his
judgments - the things he considered good and those he considered bad.
The knight looked at the rock and a terrible thought crossed his mind: he also knew the rock
to which he clung to stay alive. He meant the inscription that was to be released and
dropped into the abyss of the unknown?

NARRATOR (SAM): You got it, you have to let go.

Knight: What are you trying to do, kill us both? (the knight shouted)

NARRATOR (SAM): In fact, we're already dying right now, look at you, you're so skinny you
could slide under a door, and you're full of stress and fear.

Knight: I'm not as scared as before

NARRATOR (SAM): In that case, let go and trust

Knight: Trust who?

NARRATOR (SAM): It's not a who but a what!

Knight: A what?

NARRATOR (SAM): Yes, life, force, the universe, God, whatever you want to call it.

The knight looked over his shoulder and saw the seemingly endless abyss that had
The knight looked over his shoulder and saw the seemingly endless abyss that had El
caballero miró por encima del hombro y vio el abismo aparentemente interminable que
había
The knight looked over his shoulder and saw the seemingly infinite abyss that had El

caballero miró por encima del hombro y vio el abismo aparentemente infinito que había

under the.

NARRATOR (SAM): Let go.

Narrator: The knight seemed to have no choice. He was losing strength with each passing
second and blood spurted from his fingers where he clung to the rock. Thinking that he
would die, he let go and plunged into the abyss, into the infinite depth of memories of him.
He remembered all the things in his life that he had blamed on his mother, his father, his
his teachers, his wife, his son, his friends and everyone else. As he fell into the void, he
let go of all the judgments he had made against them. He fell faster and faster, dizzier, as
his mind descended
towards his heart. Then, for the first time in his life, he saw his life clearly, without judging or
making excuses. In that instant, he accepted full responsibility for his life, for the influence
people had on it, and for the events that had shaped it.

NARRATOR: From that moment on, outside of himself, he will never again blame anything
or anyone for all the mistakes and misfortunes. The recognition that he was the cause, not
the effect, gave him a new sense of power. He was no longer afraid.
An unknown sensation of calm overcame him and something very strange happened to him:
he began to fall upwards! Yes, it seemed impossible, but he was falling upwards, emerging
from the abyss! At the same time, he still felt connected to the depths of him, to the center of
the Earth.
He continued to fall upward, knowing that he was united with Heaven and Earth.
Suddenly, he stopped falling and found himself standing on top of the mountain and
understood the meaning of the rock. He had released everything he had feared and
everything he had known and possessed. His willingness to embrace the unknown had
set him free. Now the universe was his, to be experienced and enjoyed.
Narrator: The knight stood on top, breathing deeply, and an overwhelming feeling of well-
being came over him. He felt dizzy with the enchantment of seeing, hearing, and feeling the
universe around him. Before, the fear of the unknown had numbed his senses, but now he
could experience everything with startling clarity. The warmth of the evening sun, the melody
of the soft mountain breeze and the beauty of the shapes and colors of nature that painted
the landscape, caused the gentleman indescribable pleasure. His heart overflowed with love:
for himself, for Juliet and Christopher, for Merlin, for Squirrel, and for Rebecca, for life, and
for all the wonderful world.

(Rebecca and Squirrel watched the knight drop to his knees, tears of gratitude
emerging from his eyes)

NARRATOR "I nearly died from all the tears I didn't shed," he thought. Tears ran down his
cheeks, down his beard and down his breastplate. Because they came from his heart, they
were extraordinarily hot, so they soon melted what was left of his armor.

The knight wept with joy. He would never put on the armor and ride in all directions again.
Never again would people see the bright reflection of steel, thinking that the sun was rising in
the north or setting in the east.

Narrator: She smiled through his tears, oblivious that a radiant new light was radiating from
him; a light far brighter and more beautiful than that of his polished armor, a light sparkling
like a stream, resplendent like the Moon, dazzling like the Sun.
Because the knight was the brook. It was the moon. It was the Sun. It could be all of those
things at once, and more, because it was one with the universe. It was love.