Pandorica Page #2

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You act without thinking, that

makes you as bad as Ares.

I saved him.

And you.

You

you are an idiot.

So this is the pick

of the litter.

Then we might as we begin.

Our ancestors came

from this forest

survivors of the old world

who were already

here when it fell.

Survivors of the old world

The story goes that the tribe argued

over what they should do next

and split into two groups.

One went in search

of the old world.

The other group stayed and built the

village in which you now stands.

One went in search

of the old world.

They were happy for a time.

But one night.

While a fire burnt brightly.

The others returned.

Our men fought bravely but slowly

they were butchered one by one.

Until only the young

boy's remains.

One of those boy's

Samuel, had always had

a talent for hiding.

Took what was left of our village and

taught them to blend into the trees

and hide in the forest

until the others

gave up and left.

As dawn broke.

Samuel led what was left of our people

out of the forest and to our new home

Varosha.

No longer a boy.

But a leader.

No longer a boy.

Tonight.

You will make the same journey.

Once this fire is lit.

Anything could come

out of the trees.

Once this fire is lit.

Or perhaps nothing

will come at all.

Once this fire is lit.

Every trial is different

and every group deals with

the challenge differently.

Every trial is different

But in the end.

One of you

will emerge the new leader.

One of you

Light the fire.

Well go on then.

This is a man's honour

Right?

This is a man's honour

That is right.

Now what?

We wait.

Now what?

Great.

More waiting.

Some things never change. You're still

sitting on your own all the time, I see.

I'm used to it.

You know... I've always seen myself as a father

to the whole tribe, but some more than others.

I am grateful.

Your father would be proud to see,

that you have made it this far.

It feels right, that I should end

up going out the same way he did.

I had to watch your father die in this place. I would

rather I didn't have to go through the same with you.

It feels right, that I should end

up going out the same way he did.

You should watch Ares tonight.

Just as you remind me of your

father, so he reminds me of his.

Was it his father

that killed mine?

You know I can't tell you.

Was it his father

that killed mine?

Why do you always have to

be so righteous with me...

And why do you always have

to be so bad tempered?

Why do you always have to

be so righteous with me...

This would be an easy competition,

if you would just get over yourself.

You're not my father.

And you're no leader.

Not yet anyway.

Doesn't that piss you off?

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