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               133  Medea: I can help you get the Fleece, but you must understand that my
                   father now knows I have helped you, and I will have to flee Colchis or

                   he will kill me, too. Will you take me with you to Iolcus, Jason?

               134  Jason takes Medea’s trembling hands in front of the Argonauts.
               135  Jason: Medea, as thanks for all you have done for the kingdom of
                   Iolcus, you shall be my queen, by my side as I take the throne. And even

                   that will not be enough thanks for what you have done for my people!
               136  Tears of joy and sorrow stream down Medea’s face.

               137  Medea: Then let us go now. There is no time to waste.

                   SCENE 9


               138  Storyteller: Jason and Medea arrive at the sacred
                   grove of oak trees where the Golden Fleece lies atop
                   the tallest tree, glowing as if it were the sun itself.

                   But no sooner does Jason lay eyes on it than the
                   famed sleepless dragon unfurls itself from
                   under the tree, spitting flame and emitting a
                   roar that can be heard for miles. Terror

                   strikes Jason’s heart as the dragon snaps at
                   him with massive jaws, wanting nothing
                   more than to devour him whole. Jason claps
                   his hands over his ears, sweat rolling down his

                   face as flames shoot from the dragon’s mouth.
               139  Jason: Medea! How can we possibly tame
                   this beast?!

               140  Medea: I will show you! But stay back—move no closer!
               141  Medea falls to her knees and begins to sing a beautiful song. Slowly,
                   the dragon’s eyes close. It tries to fight the power of her song, its mouth
                   opening and closing more and more slowly until it finally crashes to the
                   ground in a deep sleep.

               142  Medea: Now, Jason! Now!
               143  Jason rushes to the magnificent oak tree, climbs it in a flash and grabs the
                   Fleece. It glows in his hands, mesmerizing him before he shakes himself
                   out of his reverie and drapes the long, heavy fleece over his shoulder. He

                   takes Medea by the hand and dashes out of the grove, leading her to the
                   Argo as fast as his feet will carry him.

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