Hirokin Page #4

the first chance he gets.

I trust you'll keep

an eye on him

and maren too.

Homemade arid redbush.

Only a few tribes make it.

We trade it for what we need.

Careful.

It tastes awful.

But it'll make you

forget your troubles.

You know, we did help

save your life,

the least you could do

is speak.

"Yes, maren, I do appreciate all

your tribe has done for me.

What is your time?"

I'm the second oldest

daughter of my tribe.

"My goodness!

I thought you were much older.

Thank you for the redbush.

I enjoyed it

very much."

Good night, maren,

second oldest daughter

in her tribe.

Maren?

I missed you last night

at the singing.

I missed being there.

I need to help him, Cain.

Help him or help us?

- Maybe they're the same.

- I wish...

I wish things were that simple,

maren, but life never is.

Beautiful, isn't it?

I don't know.

It feels cold,

lonely.

Amazing how such a small thing

can determine so much.

Some say the lines

tell our future.

Does that mean

I have no future?

I can't live one more

day like this,

on the outside...

not arid and not human.

I mean, who are we?

We're on the outside

because we don't belong.

You chose this life, not me.

Audowen?

She's bleeding.

She's bleeding everywhere.

Please.

Please, my baby...

Let me see her.

Audowen?

Audowen?

Every ribbon, a song.

A ribbon for every life

we are blessed with.

Listen.

Even in death,

there is life.

Hmmm,

moss is close.

I leave at first light.

- Returning to the horde?

- Yes.

- Why?

- Revenge.

This futile revenge,

why can't humans

just understand

that we all breathe

the same air?

We drink the same water.

We cry the same tears.

I've seen you before,

my friend.

I have seen you

in the battlefield of my mind.

You have been sent

to unite the tribes.

I'm not the answer

you're looking for.

Am I mad? Hmm?

The wei brought him here!

Shhh.

A lot of suffering comes

with believing in the wei.

Suffering.

What do you know of suffering?

That is our tribe.

It has been hunted down.

As sure as night follows day,

they will come, my friend.

No hope.

You?

You can change...

The world.

My friend, stay with us,

- learn our trade...

- No, thank you.

No hope, no change

unless you

unite the tribes.

No, thank you.

Maren!

- Maren.

- Our clothing,

to keep you cooler as you

need and warmer as you need.

Nothing kills our spirit.

- Cain?

- Cain holds on too tight.

Sometimes holding on

is all you can do.

All you can do is accept

the truth and let go.

How do you do that?

You just do.

It's time for me to leave.

"Sword

for the downtrodden."

"Hirokin."

That's what your name means

in the old tongue.

"Hero."

Fights for something

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