151

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| 151: It was placed upon skids  of wood and hide, to be drawn |
| away  behind the  horses. Nothing  was cast  aside, for  the |
| People do not waste what is given by the Spirit over all.    |
|                                                              |
| When he saw that the younger men labored well, Takoda turned |
| from  them. He  rode his  horse up  the slope,  going alone, |
| until he came above the  clouds.                             |
|                                                              |
| There the hill  stood apart, rising like  an island. Beneath |
| it lay a great sea of white,  and all around was a circle of |
| other hills,  holding that sea  within them. It was  a thing |
| seldom seen,  and it was  beautiful. Takoda looked  upon it, |
| and his heart was moved. He  spoke no word aloud, but within |
| himself  he gave  a name  to that  place. He  called it  the |
| Island in the Sky.                                           |
|                                                              |
| After a  time the herd  came again out  of the mist  to feed |
| upon the  grass of the  high place. They were  watchful, yet |
| they did  not run. It  was as if  they knew the  hunters had |
| taken what they would take, and would not trouble the rest.  |
|                                                              |
| But as Takoda  lifted his eyes to the highest  place of that |
| hill, he  saw that  he was  not alone. Nor were  the animals |
| alone. Something was  there. A white man-shape  sat upon the |
| ground. It was a smooth figure  with no eyes, nor mouth, nor |
| ears. And  it was not white  like the men from  the east who |
| are called whites, but white  like the purest snow. Its body |
| was smooth,  and it had no  eyes, no mouth, and  no ears. It |
| was like a form made, but not finished.                      |
+--------------------------------------------------------------+




+--------------------------------------------------------------+
| 152: And in its hand it held  a dark rod. This it put forth, |
| as a man  gives a gift. Takoda came down  from his horse. He |
| did not go  quickly. He walked with care,  and with respect, |
| for he did not know what  spirit he beheld. When he had come |
| near, he reached out his hand  and took hold of the rod. The |
| figure did  not move.  It did not  resist him.  Takoda stood |
| with the thing in his hand.                                  |
|                                                              |
| He turned it, and as he did  so, there came from it a flame. |
| But it was  not as other fire.  It was black, and  it made a |
| low sound, like  the hiss of something that lives. The flame |
| was as  a hollow  place, the  size of a  man's head,  and it |
| seemed to swallow the air. Then Takoda saw this strange fire |
| might cut  the very earth itself.  He set it to  the ground, |
| and it opened the hard stone as though it were soft.         |
|                                                              |
| After a little while the dark flame grew less, and drew back |
| into itself, and was gone, as if it had a will. Then the arm |
| of the white figure went down  again to its side. It made no |
| other motion.  It did not  turn nor  give any sign  of life. |
| Takoda stood alone  upon the height, holding  the thing that |
| had been  given to him. And  the figure remained as  it was, |
| and he never saw it move again.                              |
|                                                              |
| After a  time the companions of  Takoda came up to  the high |
| place. They  saw the  white man-shape,  and they  saw Takoda |
| standing near it, with his  horse beside him. In their sight |
| Takoda lifted  a great stone  and set  it down close  by the |
| figure. Then the others came  forward and did the same.      |
+--------------------------------------------------------------+




+--------------------------------------------------------------+
| 153:  They gathered  many stones  and placed  them one  upon |
| another, as men make a lodge, but this was of rock.          |
|                                                              |
| They worked in silence and  with care, for they believed the |
| place to  be holy by what  had been shown to  them. When the |
| work  was finished,  they stepped  back to  look. The  white |
| shape was no  longer seen. It was covered over,  and a mound |
| stood there, a  cairn raised with purpose. And  the men said |
| among  themselves that  it  was fitting,  for they  believed |
| Wakan Tanka had made himself known to them upon that height, |
| and the hunt  had been blessed. So they left  it there, as a |
| lodge set apart.                                             |
|                                                              |
| But Takoda  alone knew  what else had  been given.  The dark |
| gift he kept hidden within his  clothing, and he spoke of it |
| to no man.                                                   |
+--------------------------------------------------------------+

When the People  made their feast from the slain  cow, the horns
fastened with thongs of leather. Then  one of the wives of Chief
Tatanka came forward  and set those horns upon  his shoulder, as
if he himself had gone out from his lodge. Then the Chief spoke,
saying, "There are five tellings of how this animal was taken."

Takoda,  the best  hunter among  the People,  did not  answer at
once. He  turned his face aside  and sent forth a  ring of smoke
into the air.

Then the Chief spoke again, and his words were sharp. "Speak now
of the hunt, Who Hunts as a Woman."




+------------------------------+ At this Takoda's eyes came back
| 154:  Angel  Academy  season | quickly,  as  if  he  had  been
| 2  episode  1, September  1, | struck.  He said,  "We followed
| 1960:                        | the herd into  the hollow where
|                              | the  waters smoke  and the  air
| Cold   Open   EXT.   CHARRED | is  thick.  I   could  not  see
| GROUND - DAY Embers glow red | even  those who  rode with  me.
| across the  scorched ground, | The  herd  led  us  to  a  lone
| smoking beneath  the massive | height,  and each  man went  up
| bulk  of the  HUSK OF  AYOT. | by  himself.  There the  clouds
| The central  structure rests | were  broken, and  we took  the
| heavily  on   five  gimbaled | animal."
| thrusters.  A   hatch  drops | 
| open   on   the   underside. | And   the  one   called  Plenty
| SAR  LAILAH   drops  to  the | Lice  added  to Takoda's  tale,
| ashen ground. Her attendant, | saying, "The  Great Spirit then
| BODEA,   hands  down   heavy | came forth  from the  cloud and
| canvas  bags of  comestibles | blessed the hunt."
| and    a    light,    narrow | 
| WATERCRAFT. Bodea leaps down | At  this  the Chief  looked  at
| to join her.                 | Takoda  with  hard  eyes.  "You
+------------------------------+ have  taught  your  hunters  to
speak  false words  with ease."  Then Plenty  Lice said,  "Wakan
Tanka had the  form of a man,  but he was white as  snow. He sat
upon the top of the mountain."

And those  who had  gone with Takoda  made sounds  of agreement.
They had  seen the white figure,  though not the thing  that had
been given to Takoda. But the Chief did not soften his heart. He
said, "And what  did you do when  you saw this man  of snow, you
who speak falsely?"




+------------------------------+ And  Takoda said,  "We built  a
|155:        LAILAH            | lodge of  stones for  the Great
|     We need  to get much     | Spirit, that we might honor him
|     further   away.  You     | for blessing the hunt."
|     are  valiant, Bodea,     | 
|     but   I  doubt   you     | Then  Tatanka  drew  forth  his
|     should  wish  to  be     | knife  and  came near.  He  cut
|            burned.           | lightly  across  the cheek,  so
|                              | that  the  blood   came  but  a
| Bodea  nods.   Grabbing  the | little.   He  did   not  strike
| ropes,  the  two  Shalemites | deeper,  for he  knew the  true
| drag   the  watercraft   and | worth  of the  man before  him,
| their supplies away from the | who held  hunger back  from the
| ship.                        | People. Then he  spoke and gave
|                              | a name,  saying, "You  shall be
| EXT. LAKE  EDGE - CONTINUOUS | called Hole in the Cheek."
| They reach the lapping water | 
| of a dark lake. Behind them, | Then Takoda put his hand to his
| a  deafening  ROAR  shatters | face  and  went away  from  the
| the silence. The Husk's five | fire with a  steady step. Chief
| motors  ignite, bathing  the | Tatanka  laughed, but  no other
| jan  and  wan   in  a  harsh | man  joined him.  Takoda's wife
| orange light. Piloted by the | Yuha  rose  also  and  followed
| unseen  Ayot,  the  colossal | after  him, leaving  the circle
| vessel slowly lifts into the | of light.
| night  sky,  leaving  Lailah | 
| and Bodea alone in its fiery | In their lodge she sat near him
| wake. FADE OUT.              | and washed the wound, and bound
+------------------------------+ it  so the  blood would  cease.
While she did this, the son of Takoda, who was called Shy Bear,
spoke and said, "Father, did you truly see the Great Spirit?"




+------------------------------+ Takoda looked upon the boy, but
| 156: Director's Note:  Since | he  remained silent  until Yuha
| there  is only  one line  of | had finished  her work  and the
| dialogue, the actors and the | wound was closed.
| camera must  do  the   heavy | 
| lifting  here. The  physical | Shy Bear smiled  and  his  eyes
| strain   of   dragging   the | took  on  a  knowing  look.  "I
| watercraft   and   lingering | understand  father!  You  spoke
| shots of  the glowing embers | so  only to  trouble Sad  Heart
| should  naturally    stretch | Bull!"
| the  opening  scene  to  the | 
| 90-second   target   without | And  Takoda  said, "Yuha,  that
| feeling rushed.              | which we  spoke of  before, now
+------------------------------+ is the time."

Yuha showed that  she understood, and she brought  forth a pouch
of leather with  many colors, and things to place  them upon the
skin. Yuha began to mark the face of her son Shy Bear with care.

Then Takoda rose  and brought out a garment that  was set apart.
It was made from the skins of the bison, and it was adorned with
feathers and many beads. Takoda held it with purpose.

Shy Bear turned  his head to look upon what  lay in his father's
hands, and in that turning the paint was marred. Then his mother
grew troubled and said, "Stand and be still, my son."

Takoda placed the  garment upon the boy and made  it fast, while
Yuha finished  her work. When all  was set in its  place, Takoda
spoke. "You will have no answers  from me," he said. Then he put
the boy's own bow into his hands. "I will give you no meat."




+------------------------------+ Yuha stepped back  from her son
| 157: ACT  I  EXT. BLUE  VEIL | when  she  was quite  finished,
| FALLS - DAY (MONTAGE) SERIES | and  she  looked  upon  him  in
| OF SHOTS: Location  shooting | silence.
| captures   the   treacherous | 
| journey.  Lailah  and  Bodea | Takoda said, "Until this day, I
| abandon  a battered  raft at | have only lent  to you the name
| the roaring lip of BLUE VEIL | Shy Bear."  Then he  opened the
| FALLS.  Below the  cataract, | door  of  the  lodge,  and  the
| they fashion a new raft from | night stood  outside. "Go now,"
| dark  timber.   They  plunge | he  said,  "into the  darkness,
| through violent, white-water | you who have no name. Take your
| rapids.  The   river  calms, | food for  yourself, if  you are
| carrying them  into a stark, | able. And  if you are  not?" He
| stony   desert.   Ponderous, | made  a small  motion with  his
| ox-like  beasts   graze  the | shoulders.  "Perhaps,  in  your
| banks.  Local farmers  stare | hunger,  Wakan Tanka  will send
| in  silent awe  as the  raft | you a vision."
| drifts past.                 | 
+------------------------------+ At these  words the face of the 
boy was full of wonder and fear,  for he had not looked for such
a thing.  Shy Bear looked upon  his father's face, and  then his
gaze followed the arm and the hand that pointed outward into the
night. At last he understood, and  he bowed his head. But he saw
also his  mother, and he  knew her heart  was not easy.  She did
what was required,  for the thing had a form  that must be kept,
yet her spirit was troubled. Still, she spoke the words that are
spoken: "The boy goes out from us. The man will return." And Shy
Bear heard her, and he feared  that the shadow upon her face was
not  only sorrow,  but the  knowing that  sometimes came  to her
before a thing was fulfilled.




+------------------------------+ 
| 158:    LAILAH (V.O.,        | Shy Bear  did not  speak again.
|        measured, regal)      |  He went out into the night.
|     From the  roaring of     | 
|     Blue   Veil   Falls,     | There  was  no  moon,  and  the
|     and    running   the     | darkness  lay  heavy  upon  the
|     unrunnable   rapids,     | land.  Young  Shy  Bear  walked
|     we  were borne  into     | upon  the prairie  and stumbled
|     the    deserts    of     | often,  yet  he  did  not  turn
|     Kemen.   We   sought     | back. He climbed the rim of the
|     that    which   Ayat     | hollow  of  the smoking  waters
|     commanded  the House     | and  looked   behind  him.  The
|     of   my  father   to     | fires of the Kuwapi people were
|     seek,  yet we  found     | far  away,   shining  like  red
|     only withering heat.     | stars upon the earth.
|                              | 
| CC:  EXT.   KEMEN  DESERT  - | When  the  night was  deep,  he
| DAY (MONTAGE)  The sun beats | came  to  the first  rising  of
| down   relentlessly.  Lailah | the  mountain which  his father
| and Bodea  sit on  the raft, | named the Island in the Sky. He
| exhausted, wiping sweat from | climbed it  slowly, placing his
| their brows.                 | feet  with care,  lest he  fall
+------------------------------+ in  the darkness.  And he  came
to the top as the night was ending.

When the  light of morning  came, the boy  sat down so  that his
shadow fell  upon the stones his  father had raised. He  did not
move. He watched as the sun  climbed slowly, and the shadow drew
back little  by little, until at  last it no longer  touched the
cairn.  Then, as  the  day went  on, the  shadow  of the  stones
reached toward him in its turn. 




+------------------------------+ When  the  sun went  down,  Shy
| 159:    LAILAH  (V.O.        | Bear  had seen  no vision  from
|      begins   when   they    | Wakan  Tanka. A  wind came  up,
|      arrive pier side and    | and  it  was strong.  When  the
|      depart  their  raft)    | light   was   gone,  the   cold
|      For  a  full  season    | entered   into  him.   Then  he
|      we sojourned  in the    | gathered  the  dry  brush  that
|      city    of   Sessai.    | grew upon that high place. With
|      Thence overland unto    | the  edge  of  a stone  he  cut
|      Murzi  Bog, and  the    | it, and  with the same  he made
|      war-torn   Isle   of    | a  spark  and kindled  a  fire.
|      Danya. We  took ship    | But  the  flame did  not  stand
|      to  Medon.   Yet  in    | steady.  It bent  this way  and
|      all these  lands, no    | that,  and  the smoke  went  in
|      answer was found.       | many directions,  as if  it did
|                              | not  choose one  path. The  boy
| EXT.  TANNEDI  MARKET -  DAY | watched  this, and  he took  it
| The  montage  ends. We  fade | for  a  sign.  He  believed  he
| in  on  a bustling,  crowded | was called to  remain upon that
| marketplace. Stalls overflow | place,  and to  pass the  night
| with   green   produce   and | within the lodge of stones that
| vibrant  silks.  Lailah  and | his  father  had made  for  the
| Bodea,  cloaked  and  weary, | Great Spirit.
| walk   the   narrow,   dusty | 
| thoroughfare.  The  heat  is | So  he went  to  the cairn  and
| visible,  shimmering in  the | drew  away some  of the  rocks,
| air.  Bodea  stops,  leaning | making an opening. Then he bent
| against  a   stone  archway, | low and went inside. And there,
| fanning herself.             | in  the  dimness,  he  saw  the
+------------------------------+ white  form of  a man,  just as
his father said, though Chief Sad Heart Bull did not believe.




+------------------------------+ The  boy  was hungry,  and  the
| 160:        BODEA            | hunger  pressed hard  upon him.
|     I  realized something    | But the night  had come, and it
|     today, Your Highness.    | was too dark  to seek the small
|     I was  born and dwell    | runners of the  grass. The fire
|     in  what  the  humans    | he had made gave little warmth,
|     of  Earth   call  the    | yet he was  glad for the stones
|     "hot place" where the    | that kept the wind from him.
|     land wraps  around to    | 
|     become  the sky,  and    | Within the cairn  there was not
|     the  sun is  really a    | room for him to lie at ease, so
|     lake of fire the size    | he lay upon his side and curled
|     of  a  province.  But    | around the  white man-shape. He
|     even so, this must be    | took care not  to touch it, for
|     the hottest  place in    | he did not know its power.
|         the hot place.       | 
|                              | In the  middle of the  night he
| Lailah  stops,  her  posture | was  awakened by  the sound  of
| remaining   rigidly  upright | many feet  running together. He
| despite the oppressive heat. | rose and went  out. He saw that
+------------------------------+ his fire had gone low, and only
the coals were left. But the wind had carried living embers down
the slope, and from these a fire had begun in the brush and came
to encircle the small mountain.  The small creatures of the land
fled before it, running over the height.

The boy saw  them and he knew  he might take one  and have meat.
But  the fire  did  not  wait, and  each  moment brought  danger
nearer. At  first Shy Bear  went down  toward the fire,  that he
might have light to see his way. Then he turned and moved toward
the west, seeking a place where he might pass beyond the flames.




+------------------------------+ But   the  boy   could  go   no
| 161:       LAILAH            | farther.  Before him  the earth
|     Bodea, I have taken      | was  broken,  and there  was  a
|     unto    myself    a      | deep cut in  the land. He heard
|     certain  philosophy      | water  moving  over stones  far
|     of   necessity.  If      | below  where  it passed  around
|     the    weather   of      | the mountain.  The darkness lay
|     Kemen   cannot   be      | thick there,  and he  could not
|     altered, then there      | see how to cross.
|     is  no   wisdom  in      | 
|         lamentation.         | Behind him  the fire  grew, and
|                              | it spread to the north, closing
| Lailah pauses, wiping a bead | that  way. The  wind drove  it,
| of sweat from her neck.      | and the flames  were many. Then
|                              | the  boy looked  down into  the
|      LAILAH (CONT'D)         | chasm.  He saw  a small  light,
|     Nevertheless,  this      | very bright, like the strongest
|     brings   me  little      | star. It  moved along  the side
|     comfort.   Nor  yet      | of   the   slope,  rising   and
|            ease.             | falling, as if it ran. At times
+------------------------------+ it  went  north, and  at  times
it went south,  yet always it climbed higher, and  it moved very
quickly.

Soon the light came up to the rim. Shy Bear saw that it was worn
upon the head  of a person, and that person  was taller than he.
Then a  voice was  heard, and it  was the voice  of a  woman who
spoke in  his own tongue,  as one who  had always known  it. She
said, "Follow me, and you will live."

The woman turned, and  she went back the way she had come. 




+------------------------------+ The boy followed  after her. He
|162:        BODEA             | did so to  live, for he thought
|     Sessai,  Murzi  Bog,     | of the water  below, and how he
|     Danya,  Medon... and     | might  lie within  it when  the
|     now Tannedi.  Are we     | fire came down.
|     chasing  a  phantom,     | 
|     Princess?                | The path before them was clear,
|                              | though the ground was rough. At
|            LAILAH            | times  the  young woman  looked
|     We     are    chasing    | back  to see  if he  still came
|     Ayat’s  charge.   You    | behind her.  As they  went, the
|     know  her command  to    | sound of  the water  grew less.
|     my  father   king  of    | This seemed strange to the boy,
|     Shalem: We seek a man    | for  they were  drawing nearer.
|     that   feels  himself    | When at  last they came  to the
|     estranged within this    | creek,  it  no longer  ran.  It
|     world. He must hunger    | stood in small pools, one above
|     for   another   world    | another,  like  steps of  water
|     which  is   the  true    | leading upward to a low opening
|     source of all that is    | in a  wall of dark  stone. Then
|     here perceived. Until    | the  young  woman bent  herself
|     such a  man is found,    | and  went  within  that  place,
|     our journey  does not    | passing   through   the   water
|             end.             | wearing knee high boots.
+------------------------------+ 
The boy did not delay, but  followed after her. Inside there was
a pool, and a narrow ledge of stone ringed the waters. The light
that she  bore upon her head  filled the cave, so  that he could
see clearly, and he looked upon her. She was like a woman of the
Kuwapi, yet taller  than any he had seen. She  did not seem very
much older than he. 




+------------------------------+ The light resting upon her brow
| 163: Bodea sighs, stepping   | pierced the  eye, and  it shone
| aside for a passing merchant | steadily, and  he did  not know
|                              | how it came.
|             BODEA            |    
|     Yet I wonder,  where     | The young woman placed her hand
|     on the  Gudrun  Road     | upon  her  chest  and  spoke  a
|     does one find a wor-     | name. "Cassiel," she said. Then
|       shipful infidel?       | she looked upon him, and it was
|                              | plain she  waited for  his name
| Suddenly, a  SHOUT rings out | in return. The boy did not wish
| over the din  of the market. | to seem foolish  before her, so
| Lailah and  Bodea both turn. | he  answered,  "My father  once
| Precisely  where   the  road | gave me the  name Shy Bear, but
| divides lies  a rather large | he has taken it back, and now I
| shop filled with stone idols | have no name."
| and objects  associated with | 
| worship. Within the shop TWO | Yet this seemed to pleased her,
| MEN  are locked  in a  loud, | for now she understood the path
| bitter  dispute.  The  older | he  had been  set upon.  He had
| one is dressed in a merchant | gone out  to seek a  vision and
| man's  finery.  The  younger | would not be  called back soon.
| appears  a  bit ragged,  and | Among  his people  it would  be
| dusty from the field, but he | said that the  boy tarried, and
| is fiercely  defiant.        | they  would not  go at  once to
+------------------------------+ seek him.
 
Then the young woman named Cassiel  took from her head the light
she bore and cast it into the water. It sank, and its brightness
faded as it went down. Yet  the water did not grow dark. Instead
it began to dimly glow, as if something within it had awakened. 




+------------------------------+ After  this  Cassiel went  down
| 164: Lailah narrows her eyes | into   the  pool.   She  turned
| and steps closer to the shop | herself and  passed beneath the
| to listen.                   | surface,  and  he  saw  her  no
|                              | more.
| FADE OUT. (End of Act I)     | 
|                              | The boy waited.  He thought she
| The  travel   montage  will  | must  come  up again,  for  all
| eat   up   about  three   to | who live must  breathe. But she
| four   minutes   of   highly | did not return.  Then the water
| visual  storytelling, backed | began  to  move.  It  rose  and
| by music.  The discussion of | spread,  and   it  went  beyond
| the heat and  the quest will | the  place where  it had  stood
| take about  three minutes of | before.  Shy Bear  knew he  was
| measured, deliberate acting, | kept  from  the  fire  in  that
| leaving  a solid  one minute | cave,  yet  still  he  was  not
| buffer  for the  argument to | safe. The air was growing thin,
| escalate  before cutting  to | and what he  needed to live was
| the  sponsor.                | being taken from him. So he did
+------------------------------+ not wait longer.  He chose, and
he went after Cassiel, passing down into the unknown.

When Shy Bear came again to  the air, there was much light about
him, more than  in the place from which he  had come. Many hands
reached down to him, and they lifted him from the water, for his
garments were heavy and drew him under.

Then he stood upon a place made smooth with worked wood, set all
around a  wide pool.  At the  outer edge  there were  many small
lodges, and beyond these there grew  a forest, green and full of
Life.




+------------------------------+ He looked  upward, and  the sky
| 165:   Act    II   will   be | was  not as  he  had known  it.
| our   longest  block   (8:30 | It held  many soft  colors, and
| runtime). This act must hook | the  sun had  a shape  that was
| the   audience   immediately | strange  to his  eyes. Yet  the
| after the  GenMat commercial | air  was  cool,   and  the  wet
| break. We need  to open with | garments  upon  him  brought  a
| our  focus  entirely on  the | chill into his body, so that he
| dispute between the two men. | began to tremble.
|                              | 
| INT.    TERAH'S    SHOP    - | Cassiel also  was wet,  yet she
| CONTINUOUS  We   follow  the | did not seem troubled. She took
| shouting into a small, dimly | Shy  Bear by  the hand  and led
| lit  shop  off  the  market. | him into one of the lodges near
| Racks  of  wooden idols  and | the  water.  There  she  closed
| totems   cover  the   walls. | the entrance  behind them, that
| TERAH   (60s,  shop   owner) | they might not  be seen in such
| stands  behind a  worktable, | a  state. Then,  without shame,
| chisel  in  hand.  His  son, | as  one who  does not  think in
| AVRAM  (30s, nomadic  garb), | such ways, she  removed the wet
| paces fiercely before him.   | garments  from  him,  and  from
+------------------------------+ herself,  that  they  might  be
free of the cold.

Cassiel opened  the door once, and  the wet garments of  the boy
were given out to those who waited. When she moved, Shy Bear saw
that her limbs  were strong and well-formed, as of  one who runs
often and far.

Then she took a narrow band,  marked with signs he did not know,
and  set it  against his  body  in many  places, measuring  him.




+------------------------------+ After  this  she spoke  through
| 166:        AVRAM            | the door in  words he could not
|     Father,  thou cuttest    | understand.  Within  the  lodge
|     down the cedars which    | there  were   already  garments
|     Ayot  planted!  Avyah    | laid out,  dry and  folded with
|     sent  rain  to  water    | care. They were of green and of
|     them. Imran  made the    | dark purple,  mingled together.
|     Lake of Fire to shine    | These Cassiel put on.
|          upon them.          | 
|                              | When she  had finished, another
| Avram grabs a piece of scrap | set of such  garments was given
| wood from the floor, holding | through  the  door. These  were
| it up.                       | smaller, made  to fit  the boy.
|                              | Seeing  what   was  meant,  and
|         AVRAM (CONT'D)       | taking  courage  from  her,  he
|     Thou   growest  cold,    | clothed  himself in  them. Then
|     and  with  a  portion    | Shy  Bear looked  upon what  he
|     of thy  firewood thou    | wore, and he saw that there was
|     raisest  a  blaze  to    | thought in it.  The colors were
|     warm thyself and bake    | as the  forest, and  the shapes
|     thy  bread. Yet  with    | broke the  form of the  body. A
|     the  remainder,  thou    | man or  woman so  dressed, with
|     carvest   an    image    | face and hands suitably marked,
|     of  the  dragon,  and    | might  pass  unseen  among  the
|     bowest thyself before    | trees.
|           it! Azul!          | 
+------------------------------+ Then  Shy   Bear  looked  again
toward the water,  and he saw another woman  standing there. She
was clothed in gold and white.  She spoke, and her voice carried
clearly. "Welcome  to you, Shy Bear  of the Kuwapi. I  am called
Gabriela. All that you see here is the lodge of Wakan Tanka."




+------------------------------+ Shy  Bear  knew he  was  called
| 167: Avram  slams  the  wood | to  answer, and  he said,  "Why
| onto the table.              | have  I  come  to  this  place,
|                              | Gabriela?"   The  woman   said,
|        AVRAM  (CONT'D)       | "Here my daughter Cassiel shall
|     Thou givest adoration    | teach  you  the speech  of  the
|     unto the  one god who    | white-skinned  people,  if  you
|     had  no  part in  the    | are willing to  learn. When you
|     provision of the wood    | return home, you may teach your
|     itself!   Why   Azul?    | own people this tongue."
|     Because  he   is  thy    | 
|     god. And wherefore is    | But hearing  this Shy  Bear was
|     he  thy god?  Because    | troubled. "If I return speaking
|     he was the god of thy    | as the whites  speak the People
|     father   Karnebo.  So    | will be afraid.  They will beat
|     praise be  unto Azul,    | me, and perhaps  they will kill
|     and contempt upon the    | me. They  will say I  am Coyote
|     others!                  | come in the shape of a man." So
|                              | he  said, and  he did  not hide
| Avram  drops  to  one  knee, | his fear.
| mocking Terah’s posture of   | 
| prayer.                      | But Gabriela  answered him, and
+------------------------------+ her voice  was steady.  "Do not
let  your heart  be troubled  by these  things, Shy  Bear. Wakan
Tanka  has already  placed into  the hands  of your  father that
which will  keep you from harm.  For now he keeps  it hidden and
safe, but when you  return he will  use this gift to rise up and
become chief among your people."

Shy Bear listened, yet he did  not set aside his doubt. He asked
Gabriela, "Why must these things come to pass?"




+------------------------------+ She  said,  "There  is  a  time
| 168:    AVRAM  (CONT'D)      | drawing near. In three winters,
|     Thou  bowest  thyself    | a band of  white wanderers will
|     before   this   image    | meet  the Kuwapi.  These people
|     and   criest,  'Azul,    | are strong in  their will. Some
|     deliver me  from this    | say  they  are  proud,  and  do
|     cold season.'  Yet it    | not easily turn  from their own
|     entereth not into thy    | ways. They look upon the people
|     mind  that this  deaf    | of the grass as children who do
|     and dumb block, which    | not know the  path. But you are
|     thine own  hands have    | much more than  they think. You
|     carved,  is   a  vain    | will show this not by receiving
|     thing.                   | their tongue from  them, but by
|                              | taking it for yourself. They do
| Terah  sets his  chisel down | not believe  they have anything
| and   points   to  a   small | to learn  from you. Yet  it has
| carving on a shelf.          | been  set down  that you  shall
+------------------------------+ teach.  For   Wakan  Tanka  has
ordained that  these people, and  my house, and your  own, shall
come together and live as one people, in peace."

Shy Bear had seen many things  that were beyond his knowing, and
now  his heart  was drawn  to that  other world.  He desired  to
remain, and to  look upon many more wonders. But  the thought of
his father Takoda  and of his mother, Yuha was  stronger in him.
So he turned again to Gabriela  and said, "I will return. I will
do as  you have  said, and  teach the People  the speech  of the
whites."

Gabriela was  pleased, and she  smiled. "It is good,"  she said.
"You shall no longer be called Shy Bear. 




+------------------------------+ "Now   you   shall  be   called
| 169:        TERAH            | Jashen. When  you have learned,
|     Behold    there   the    | and when  you go again  to your
|     image   of  Amathlai.    | people, this shall be your name
|     Thinkest thou  that I    | as a man."
|     take  it to  be truly    | 
|     thy mother?              | The  boy  heard  this,  and  he
|                              | said, "If  I remain  here long,
| Avram   holds   his   peace, | my  father and  my mother  will
| answering not a word.        | think me to be dead."
|                              | 
|        TERAH (CONT'D)        | Gabriela answered  him, "Do not
|     These  images  do  no    | let  your   thoughts  dwell  on
|     more than  direct the    | that. However long  you stay in
|     heart and  mind along    | this place, when  you return it
|     paths of devotion.       | will seem  to them that  only a
|                              | short time has passed, not more
| The chime  of the  shop door | than the  turning of  one moon.
| interrupts them.  LAILAH and | In time you will understand how
| BODEA   enter.               | this is done,  and you will see
+------------------------------+ that it  is not  really magic."
But  Shy Bear  said, "To  me it  would always  be strong  magic,
Gabriela." 

Then  she said,  "When my  people  teach, that  which is  called
strong magic becomes  weak, and that which is  called weak magic
is no longer fit to be called magic at all."

Yet after a span  of only a few days Shy  Bear witnessed a thing
he could  only call  very great  magic. A  large pile  of broken
timber appeared in a nearby meadow where before there was none.




+--------------------------------------------------------------+
| +---------------------------+                                |
| | 170:  The  father and son | Angel  Academy  season  x epi- |
| | fall into a tense silence | sode xx,    month  day,  year: |
| | as   the strangers slowly | A kinswoman  of   Cassiel  was |
| | walk the perimeter of the | present on the field,  wearing |
| | room, examining the racks | a raiment of red  feathers be- |
| | of idols.  After one full | neath a long  white tunic with |
| | circuit Bodea draws forth | many  pockets.  Cassiel   told |
| | a heavy  satchel.  Slowly | Jashen that her name was Raph- |
| | she  begins  to lay forth | ael and she was accounted as a |
| | gold tiles,  a staggering | great healer. With her stood a |
| | fortune  set  openly  for | white youth named  Samael, who |
| | anyone  in the  street to | was  perhaps  only  two  years |
| | see. Terah and Avram look | older than Jashen,  but he was |
| | upon this in shock. With- | much larger of  frame.  Jashen |
| | in moments shadows darken | thought he would dread to meet |
| | the doorway.              | him as an enemy of his people. |
| |                           |                                | 
| | FIVE MEN OF VIOLENCE with | At the bidding of Raphael, the |
| | swords drawn cross the    | white youth drew near to a big |
| | threshold.                | pile of broken timber that lay |
| |                           | Samael  approached  the  great |
| |        LEADER             | pile  of   broken  timber that |
| |  Stand  away from  the    | lay  in   the meadow.  Raphael |
| |  gold,  both  of  you!    | said,  "Samael, do  take great |
| +---------------------------+ care. Marcus  is  still  alive |
| under this debris, but he is severely injured. Jashen under- | 
| stood little of  this, but he saw Cassiel draw near as well, |
| looking  diligently  within  but careful not to shift any of |
| the beams.                                                   |
+--------------------------------------------------------------+



+--------------------------------------------------------------+
| 171: Cassiel said, "Same thing as last time, Cuz, the three  |
| men who were about to lose arms or legs are here as well."   |
|                                                              |
| "I  will  tend  to  all four,"  said   Raphael.  "Providence |
| smiles on these soldiers today. I can preserve the limbs the |
| ishim doctors were preparing to saw away."                   |
|                                                              |
| Samael knelt beside the fallen  timber and began to clear it |
| away. He  moved the great  beams with such ease  that Jashen |
| could scarcely  believe their  weight. At  last he  lifted a |
| heavy length  of wood, and beneath  it lay a man  whose face |
| was pale and drawn with pain.                                |
|                                                              |
| Then she said  to the young man, "You did  well, Samael. You |
| were not here on the  previous loop, so Gabriela cut through |
| to him with  Sha'ar ha-Ruah, and not a  few timbers shifted, |
| and Marcus suffered immeasurably more."                      |
|                                                              |
| When the  way was clear  Raphael drew near and  examined him |
| quickly, by  sight and touch.  "Do not be afraid,  Marcus. A |
| splinter has  pierced your kidney,  and your leg  is broken. |
| You cannot feel it because the beam is compressing the nerve |
| but that will change when we  lift  it.  It  will  pain  you |
| considerably, to my great sorrow, but  I see no way to avoid |
| it."                                                         |
|                                                              |
| Marcus tried to answer Raphael, but he could do no more than |
| gasp. She nodded.  Samael took hold of the  timber. Again he |
| lifted it without any apparent  effort, and the massive beam |
| rose from the man's broken leg.                              |
+--------------------------------------------------------------+



+--------------------------------------------------------------+
| 172:  And his  countenance was  fixed with  the astonishment |
| thereof; and being  overcome, he did lose all  sense, and he |
| knew no more.                                                |
|                                                              |
| When Lange finally revived, he  found himself lying in a bed |
| within a  remarkably well-appointed  house of  glass, stone, |
| and fine wood.  He was nursed with great  care by strangers, |
| who urged  him to remain at  rest long after he  felt he had |
| recovered  sufficient strength  to rise.  Out of  gratitude, |
| Lange  obeyed his  caretakers,  though he  could not  banish |
| thoughts of his  congregation. He knew the  brethren must be |
| troubled by the sudden disappearance  of their deacon in the |
| midst of the battle.                                         |
|                                                              |
| A  woman  clad  in  green approached  his  bed,  introducing |
| herself as Cassiel Haivri, the  sister of Ariel, whom Marcus |
| had invited to speak to  his congregation before the battle. |
| "Are you well, Marcus?" she asked.                           |
|                                                              |
| "I  am fully  recovered,"  he answered,  "yet  I would  feel |
| better if permitted to rise."                                |
|                                                              |
| "Please do, Deacon Lange," she replied. "I wish to introduce |
| you to a  fellow who arrived in the same  manner as you did, |
| though under the threat of fire rather than battle."         |
|                                                              |
| Lange asked,  "Where is this  place?"                        |
|                                                              |
| "It will  be easier to show  you than to tell  you," Cassiel |
| answered. "Come and see."                                    |
+--------------------------------------------------------------+



+--------------------------------------------------------------+
| 173:  She led  him outside,  where he  observed a  young man |
| seated beside a large pool surrounded by a dark wooden deck. |
| Marcus  guessed  the youth  was  of  the  same race  as  the |
| original  inhabitants of  the continent.  As he  approached, |
| Marcus realized with some surprise that the pain in his back |
| and fractured  leg had  almost entirely subsided.  Given the |
| severe injury  he had sustained during  the bombardment this |
| rapid recovery was extraordinary.                            |
|                                                              |
| "Marcus Lange," Cassiel said, "I would like you to meet this |
| young man.  Among his people  he is called Shy  Bear, though |
| the name  of his  manhood which he  shall take  hereafter is |
| Jashen.  He has  not  yet  learned much  English,  but I  am |
| working to remedy that."                                     |
|                                                              |
| Cassiel  smiled  and  took  a seat  beside  the  young  man, |
| gesturing for  Lange to  do the  same. He  complied somewhat |
| reluctantly;  having been  confined to  bed for  so long  he |
| would have preferred to remain standing.                     |
|                                                              |
| "I asked that he be present so you might know him by sight," |
| Cassiel  explained. "In  a time  to come,  God willing,  you |
| shall meet again."                                           |
|                                                              |
| Lange studied  the youth to  commit his features  to memory, |
| but his attention was quickly arrested by the heavens behind |
| the  pair. He  observed drifting  clouds, but  the firmament |
| beyond them  was a  stationary expanse  of muted  colors. He |
| realized with profound disorientation that he was looking at |
| land  masses  suspended in  the  sky.                        |
+--------------------------------------------------------------+



+--------------------------------------------------------------+
| 174:  Above  them,  the   sun  hung  directly  overhead.  It |
| was  irregular  in shape,  like  a  giant gloved  hand,  and |
| slowly  waxing  in  brilliance,  yet  it  remained  entirely |
| fixed in  its position.  Confronted with  these astronomical |
| impossibilities, he asked once more, "Where are we?"         |
|                                                              |
| "This place is called Kemen," Cassiel replied. "But there is |
| no measure of distance, nor any  heading, by which it can be |
| placed in relation to the places you know."                  |
|                                                              |
| "Then have I  passed on?" Lange asked in full wonder.        |
|                                                              |
| "No,  Marcus," she  answered.  "You are  safe,  as are  your |
| people in  the other world.  The invading army  is presently |
| retreating across  the river,  and the United  States forces |
| will soon also vacate your lands. My sister will return your |
| livestock,  just as  she  promised in  her letter."          |
|                                                              |
| Cassiel  smiled  gently.  Reaching beneath  her  chair,  she |
| produced a roll of canvas and  placed it in his hands. "This |
| map will guide you and your  people to a place where you can |
| make a new home. "Jashen will be waiting for you there, and, |
| it is much to be hoped,  I will be there together with him." |
| A sly grin escaped her. "That will be up to Jashen, really." |
|                                                              |
| Lange unrolled Cassiel's canvas  for inspection. It depicted |
| rivers, forests, and elevations, yet  it was devoid of names |
| or boundary  lines. But he  discerned the location  of their |
| designated settlement was deep in  the American West. "It is |
| a considerable distance."                                    |
+--------------------------------------------------------------+



+--------------------------------------------------------------+
| 175: "It  is indeed  as far as  you can go  by river  and by |
| rail, and yet further on foot. The Haivri family maintains a |
| small holding  near the terminus  of the rail line  where my |
| grandmother  Lailah will  wait for  you. She  will provision |
| your company for the final leg of the journey."              |
|                                                              |
| She leaned  in close  and drew her  finger along  one broken |
| line of countless disconnected  oxbow lakes that spanned the |
| plains for hundreds of miles to  the Missouri. "I bid you to |
| proceed to  the very  source of  this seasonal  river, where |
| your people may dwell in peace alongside the Kuwapi."        |
|                                                              |
| Hearing that  name, Shy  Bear looked  up in  recognition and |
| offered Lange a smile.                                       |
|                                                              |
| "But I  must caution you, Marcus  Lange," Cassiel continued, |
| "that  some  among  your  own congregation  will  judge  you |
| unsound of  mind when  you recount your  brief stay  in this |
| place, and how swiftly Raphael restored your body."          |
|                                                              |
| "Then  I shall  entreat  the Lord  to  select servants  more |
| worthy,  that   His  will  might  be   accomplished,"  Lange |
| answered.                                                    |
|                                                              |
| "There  is  no  call  for  that,"  Cassiel  countered.  "The |
| brethren of the Lord of  Hosts Fellowship are very much like |
| those who  first loved  Lord Yeshua when  he walked  in your |
| world. However, the territory designated for your settlement |
| would only bring a slow  starvation if the water marked upon |
| that map proved to be a mere mirage."                        |
+--------------------------------------------------------------+



+--------------------------------------------------------------+
| 176:  "Then  God invites  us  to  proceed by  faith,"  Lange |
| observed.                                                    |
|                                                              |
| "Yes indeed,"  Cassiel answered. "Even  at the slow  pace of |
| oxen and wagons. However, Ariel will travel with you, should |
| you receive  her. So too may  any who hear of  what you have |
| seen, come to believe, and elect  to make the journey. As it |
| has been from  the very beginning, El Elyon,  God Most High, |
| seeks earnest  students, not  thralls."                      |
|                                                              |
| She paused, looking  directly at him. "And  you, Marcus, are |
| not excepted from the liberty  of this choice. Do you freely |
| choose to take up a new life in the West?"                   |
|                                                              |
| Lange did not hesitate. "I do,"  he replied. "It shall be as |
| you have spoken."                                            |
|                                                              |
| And Shy Bear, a youth raised among the nomadic tribes of the |
| Great  Plains, observed  how pleased  Cassiel had  become by |
| Lange’s response, despite understanding  so very little of   |
| the  exchange himself.  Rising  to his  feet, he  approached |
| Lange with  his hands held  open in  a gesture of  peace and |
| said in farewell, " Marcus Lange, hello."                    |
+--------------------------------------------------------------+

In the  days that followed  Cassiel sang  to Jashen the  Song of
Remembrance, which  she had  written down  upon many  skins. She
recited it  before him  again and  again in  the speech  she was
teaching him. But once Jashen  stopped her, for something in his
mind  would not  rest. He  said,  "Were you  truly that  running
girl?"



+------------------------------+ For  though  he had  seen  many
| 177: Lailah faces them, with | strange  things,  still it  was
| her posture perfectly calm.  | hard  for him  to believe  that
|                              | she could run  swifter than the
|          LAILAH              | pronghorn of the plains.
|    Suppose we do not?        | 
|                              | Cassiel  said  to him  that  he
| With  a  sudden,  mechanical | should bring his  bow. Then she
| shift, Lailah's  cloak falls | took  him by  the hand  and led
| away.  BLACK-FEATHERED WINGS | him out  from the place  of the
| unfurl   from    her   back, | water,  and through  the trees,
| stretching     across    the | until they  came to a  wide and
| cramped  shop.  The  thieves | level  ground.  There she  went
| flinch, but the Leader grips | apart  from him,  standing many
| his sword tighter.           | paces away.  Then she  spoke in
+------------------------------+ the  tongue  she  was  teaching
him. "Shoot an arrow at me."

At this  the boy cried out  in protest, for he  thought she made
sport of him and wasted his time.

But  she answered  him again,  saying, "I  speak truly.  Do your
best. Try to strike me down."

So he  set an arrow to  the string. Yet  he did not aim  to kill
her, but sent it a little above her.

Then Cassiel moved.  Her body sprang as if it  had been released
from a  cord. She ran backward  across the open ground,  and her
speed was  greater than  that of  the arrow  in its  flight. The
shaft fell  to the earth  and did her no  harm. And she  did not
stop. 



+------------------------------+ Even  as she  ran, she  turned,
| 178:      LEADER             | and  passed into  the trees  at
|    Then  we  will  take      | the far  edge of  the clearing.
|    thy heads,  and have      | In a  moment she was  gone from
|    the    gold    also.      | sight. And the  boy stood where
|    Immortal thou mayest      | he was,  filled with  wonder at
|    account thyself, yet      | what he had seen.
|    if   thy   head   be      | 
|    severed,  thou shalt      | In  a  glade among  the  trees,
|    die even as any wan.      | Cassiel  came  upon her  mother
|                              | Gabriela, who sat upon a fallen
| Lailah's  eyes narrow.  By a | log. With her was another young
| motion of  perception deeper | man of the Kuwapi, and Gabriela
| than conscious  thought, she | spoke  his  name,  calling  him
| identifies the  Leader. From | Wiiya  Wiiya, which  was Coyote
| her  side, Lailah  draws her | Cub in Jashen's tongue.
| weapon: Sha'ar  ha-Ruah, the | 
| Windgate.                    | Cassiel  had  run swiftly,  and
+------------------------------+ now the  hunger came  upon her.
The young man  named Coyote Cub raised his hands,  and two small
loaves flew  into his hands. They  were still warm, and  he gave
them to her. She looked off to  the far end of the glade and saw
the source of the bread, an  angel she did not know was prancing
around a stone oven like a hen cackling over her eggs.

Cassiel ate  eagerly. As she did  so, she said to  him, "Whoever
you are, you have the making of one who will be dear to me, as a
close  companion." The  young man  named Coyote  Cub smiled  and
answered in  a light  way, "I  hope it shall  be so,  mother. It
would trouble my heart if it were not."

At this Cassiel paused, and she  looked upon him with surprise.



+------------------------------+ "Mother?"  she made  query. "It
| 179: [DIRECTOR'S  VFX  NOTE: | is   as   he  says,"   answered
| The weapon is    a   burning | Gabriela, and there was knowing
| torch, but via high-contrast | in her voice.  "Before this day
| optical printing,  the flame | you could speak in jest, as men
| is  held  out  as  a  matte. | often do, and  say you were not
| The  result  is  a  roaring, | certain  you had  any children.
| absolute  BLACK  FLAME  that | But  now  you  see  such  words
| seems  to  consume the  dust | are  not yours  to speak."  And
| and light around it.]        | she nodded in  the direction of
|                              | the  woman who  was baking  the
| Lailah  thrusts   the  black | bread as though to suggest that
| flame  forward.  She  smites | she, too, was  one of Cassiel's
| the    Leader     once.    A | future offspring.
| wide   aperture  is   carved | 
| completely through the midst | Cassiel  considered  this,  and
| of his body. He collapses as | she said, "I  know exactly what
| the  camera dollies  closely | you  have set  in motion  here,
| on Lailah, leaving the worst | dear mother, and  I do not turn
| of  the carnage  unseen. But | from  it. I  can  think upon  a
| even  she looks  momentarily | lifetime spent with Jashen, and
| astonied at  the uncontained | it does not displease me. Yet I
| power of the weapon.         | believe he does  not hold me in
+------------------------------+ his thoughts in the same way."
 
Gabriela said, "That is why you are set near to one another, and
time is given. What is to grow will grow."

"It is not  as I hoped," said  Cassiel. "We have come  as far as
the council  of rulers  in the Song  of Remembrance,  yet Jashen
grows more distant from me, not nearer."




+------------------------------+ Gabriela  answered   her,  "His
| 180:  A  SECOND MAN  lunges. | spirit is as one who is carried
| Lailah  sweeps the  Windgate | in deep water.  From the moment
| down  upon   his  head,  and | he  followed  you, he  has  not
| again the camera tracks away | stood   upon  ground   that  he
| judiciously,   leaving  only | knows. "He depends  upon us for
| the collapse of his lifeless | his  food,  his clothing,  even
| body to be seen.             | the path  of his return.  So he
|                              | does  not feel  as a  man among
| A  THIRD  MAN  strikes,  his | his  own  people, who  walk  by
| blade   meeting  the   black | their own will."
| fire. The flame consumes his | 
| sword  down   to  the  hilt, | Then Coyote Cub spoke and said,
| eating  the metal  as though | "It is the same with Remiel, as
| accepting  it  into its  own | I  see it  now. And  I remember
| substance. The  thief stares | well  how it  was when  I first
| at his empty hilt in terror. | came into this place."
| He  drops   it,  turns,  and | 
| flees   into   the   market. | Cassiel  said, "But  I went  to
| The  remaining  two  thieves | Earth  and  brought him  forth.
| follow, scattering  into the | How different can Kemen be?"
| crowd.                       | 
+------------------------------+ Gabriela  looked  upon her  and
said, "You  were there only for  a short time, and  in the dark.
You did  not see that  world as it truly  is. It is  far greater
than this one. And the land does not rise up to hide the stars."

+--------------------------------------------------------------+
| Angel  Academy  season  x   episode  xx,  month  day,  year: |
| Gold-winged Gabriela  Haivri, younger daughter of  Uriel and |
| Lailah, was the second of the Begotten.                      |
+--------------------------------------------------------------+



+--------------------------------------------------------------+
| 181: With the assistance of the elohim Gabriela can invoke a |
| portal,  an  Einstein-Rosen  bridge between  two  points  in |
| space-time.  Yet  neither  she  nor any  fermions  can  pass |
| between the  two endpoints, only light  and phonons (sound). |
| Essentially she can stand in Havilah and project an image of |
| herself in New  York. She can speak before  His Holiness the |
| Pope  without  actually  traveling  to  Rome.  It's  a  form |
| of  telepresence. In  a  sense, she  can  perform a  similar |
| communications role  that Dory provides for  all the angels, |
| but the recipients could be a crowd of ordinary humans.      |
|                                                              |
| The information  travels both  ways. Gabriela  can eavesdrop |
| on  any conversation  in  Kemen or  Earth,  but not  without |
| revealing herself in the process. Yet a hostile crowd cannot |
| seize her, a prison cell cannot  hold her. She can listen to |
| any conversation, but not without the awareness of the other |
| party. She can  hear what people are saying but  they get to |
| see  her hearing  it.  So  she cannot  rely  on force,  only |
| communication.                                               |
|                                                              |
| By  necessity Gabriela  has grown  patient, articulate,  and |
| attentive. Yet she was also set  to a quieter labor, for she |
| gave  counsel in  matters of  marriage and  household peace, |
| even between her  own daughter Cassiel and  Jashen Shy Bear. |
| Gabriela was sought by women who found no child within them, |
| among whom were Sarah and Elizabeth, and Maryam of Nazareth, |
| who had  known no man. It  is said also that  she spoke with |
| Yosef of Nazareth concerning these matters, and set his mind |
| at ease regarding Maryam, daughter of Yoachim and Anna, lest |
| he cast away his intent in haste.                            |
+--------------------------------------------------------------+



+--------------------------------------------------------------+
| 182: Gabriela conducted a  marriage counseling session for a |
| bickering couple in Havilah who also happened to be kinfolk. |
| The  fellow was  her  grandson Coyote  Cub  Shybear, son  of |
| Cassiel.  The bride  was  her  niece Remiel  Zinter-Shybear, |
| daughter of her sister Ariel.                                |
|                                                              |
| Coyote Cub, it seemed, had acquired the habit of following a |
| scent. Remiel knew everything. Of  course she knew. She knew |
| before he even decided to act  on the impulse. That was part |
| of the problem. She didn't call him out on it beforehand, so |
| he took that as permission.                                  |
|                                                              |
| In a  flashback Gabriela  related what happened  when Joseph |
| discovered  Mary's pregnancy  and prepared  to call  off the |
| wedding. Gabriela intervened in  that case too, sitting both |
| of  them down  in  a  dusty Nazareth  workshop  for a  blunt |
| lecture on the "facts of divine life."                       |
|                                                              |
| Gabriela offered  Mary of  Nazareth a  soul-binding contract |
| and  explained the  benefits  of  the Theotokos  appointment |
| while Mary  asked sharp  questions about  the non-disclosure |
| stipulation. Gabriela  assured her that while  the "Way" did |
| involve  a  lot  of  walking, the  retirement  plan  in  the |
| afterlife was  top-tier. She  added that  Joseph's carpentry |
| skills  would  soon  be  secondary  to  providing  celestial |
| security on a contract basis.                                |
|                                                              |
| Joseph just  wanted to know  if he  was still the  father of |
| record. Gabriela  told him,  "Frankly, 'Heavenly  Father' is |
| more of a  title than anything biological."                  |
+--------------------------------------------------------------+



+--------------------------------------------------------------+
| 183: Mary went ahead and signed the contract.                |
|                                                              |
| Father  Kendall  walks  out  looking   as  if  he  has  been |
| physically struck  by lightning,  clutching a  massive Latin |
| missal to his chest.                                         |
|                                                              |
| "My friends, the writers of  Angel Academy have ventured far |
| beyond  poetic  license  and  deep  into  the  territory  of |
| theological insolvency!"                                     |
|                                                              |
| He sets the book down with a heavy THUD.                     |
|                                                              |
| "The  Annunciation! The  most sacred,  tender moment  of our |
| faith! The Fiat of the  Blessed Virgin: 'Behold the handmaid |
| of  the  Lord;  be  it  unto  me  according  to  thy  word'. |
| They  turned  into  a corporate  contract  negotiation  over |
| non-disclosure agreements and afterlife retirement packages! |
|                                                              |
| He  glares  at  live  Camera 1,  his  voice  trembling  with |
| rhetorical zeal.                                             |
|                                                              |
| "And  Saint Joseph!  The  terror of  demons!  The pillar  of |
| families! Reduced to a nervous  tradesman asking if his name |
| will  still be  on the  municipal  tax rolls,  only for  the |
| Archangel to  tell him that  'Heavenly Father' is  merely an |
| administrative  honorific?! St.  Thomas Aquinas  would weep! |
| Mary did not ask for  a pension, my friends, she surrendered |
| to Divine Will!"                                             |
|                                                              |
| He catches his breath, smoothing his cassock.                |
+--------------------------------------------------------------+



+--------------------------------------------------------------+
| 184:  "Credo,  if you  ever  ask  me about  the  'retirement |
| package' of an  altar boy, I will remind you  that virtue is |
| its  own reward,  and so  is polishing  the communion  rail! |
| Maranatha!"                                                  |
+--------------------------------------------------------------+

In her  lodge Yuha  wept in  a quiet way,  and many  days passed
thus. Takoda sat  near her and spoke what comfort  he could, yet
there was  little a man  could say. At  last she spoke,  and her
voice was  worn. "Almost a full  moon has gone since  we saw our
son. Has this going out for a vision ever been so long?"

+------------------------------+ Takoda  answered  her  plainly.
| Lailah   lowers   Sha’ar ha- | "When  I went  out, it  was ten
| Ruah. The   black  flame was | nights, and no more."
| still licking noisily at the | 
| air. Lailah  does not pursue | When Yuha heard this, her grief
| them. Instead  she turns her | came upon  her without measure,
| gaze  back   to  Avram.  The | and she could not hold it back.
| hissing black  ball of flame | Takoda sat with her and endured
| dissipates.  The  bodies  of | it,  hoping she  would not  set
| the two  thieves lie  in the | her sorrow  against him, though
| shop, motionless.            | he knew she might. In his heart
|                              | he  knew  there   had  been  no
| FADE OUT. (End of Act II)    | other  path.  The  Kuwapi  were
|                              | already cast out from among the
| Act    III.   BODEA    steps | Oglala Lakota. If he had denied
| carefully     around     the | his son  this trial, his spirit
| carnage, and  her expression | would have grown bitter against
| is unreadable.               | his own father, as  he would be  
+------------------------------+ despised by the other boys.



+------------------------------+ After  a  time Yuha  grew  more
| 185:        BODEA            | still,   though    the   sorrow
|     Last year  in Shalem,    | remained in her. She said, "The
|     the      order     of    | last thing our son saw was that
|     things  was  reversed    | even his mother's  heart was as
|     somewhat; for we were    | stone."
|     they   that  overawed    | 
|     the   customers,  and    | Takoda  answered,  "A heart  of
|     took  unto  ourselves    | stone is  part of what  must be
|     their gold.              | done. There  must be  a cutting
|                              | away. This has  always been the
| Lailah   allows  her   black | way  among the  People." So  he
| wings  to fold  away beneath | spoke, though the words did not
| her   cloak   (spring-loaded | ease her.
| props, filmed in reverse).   | 
|                              | Now  Takoda remembered  how his
|             LAILAH           | son called the  chief Sad Heart
|     I   think    I   made    | Bull in  mockery, and  he could
|     common cause with the    | not  wholly deny  the truth  of
|     Fallen   Angels  only    | it.
|     that  I   might  draw    | 
|     the  attention of  my    | For Tatanka  laid daily burdens
|     father. For he seemed    | upon  him,   small  and  great,
|     much  preoccupied  at    | until  even  Takoda's  patience
|     the time.                | was strained near to breaking.
+------------------------------+ 
This day was no different.  

Without warning, Tatanka  entered the lodge of  Takoda and Yuha.
He did not  wait for invitation. He pointed at  Takoda and spoke
in anger.  "You have brought no  meat into this camp  for a full
moon, Hole-in-Cheek."



+------------------------------+ After  a  time Yuha  grew  more
| 186:        BODEA            | still,   though    the   sorrow
|     Last year  in Shalem,    | remained in her. She said, "The
|     the      order     of    | last thing our son saw was that
|     things  was  reversed    | even his mother's  heart was as
|     somewhat; for we were    | stone."
|     they   that  overawed    | 
|     the   customers,  and    | Takoda  answered,  "A heart  of
|     took  unto  ourselves    | stone is  part of what  must be
|     their gold.              | done. There  must be  a cutting
|                              | away. This has  always been the
| Lailah   allows  her   black | way  among the  People." So  he
| wings  to fold  away beneath | spoke, though the words did not
| her   cloak   (spring-loaded | ease her.
| props, filmed in reverse).   | 
|                              | Now  Takoda remembered  how his
|             LAILAH           | son called the  chief Sad Heart
|     I   think    I   made    | Bull in  mockery, and  he could
|     common cause with the    | not  wholly deny  the truth  of
|     Fallen   Angels  only    | it.
|     that  I   might  draw    | 
|     the  attention of  my    | For Tatanka  laid daily burdens
|     father. For he seemed    | upon  him,   small  and  great,
|     much  preoccupied  at    | until  even  Takoda's  patience
|     the time.                | was strained near to breaking.
+------------------------------+ 
This day was no different.  

Without warning, Tatanka  entered the lodge of  Takoda and Yuha.
He did not  wait for invitation. He pointed at  Takoda and spoke
in anger.  "You have brought no  meat into this camp  for a full
moon, Hole-in-Cheek."



+------------------------------+ Takoda  answered  him  with  an
| 187:        BODEA            | icy calm  the chief's intrusion
|     Then    verily    the    | did not merit.  "The fire still
|     design  hath  greatly    | burns  to  the  south.  It  has
|     succeeded.   For  His    | driven the herds away."
|     Majesty   hath  taken    | 
|     notice,  and  behold,    | "Then go around the fire," said
|     here are we both.        | Tatanka,  "or I  will name  you
|                              | Hole-in-Neck."
| TERAH,   who   is  trembling | 
| uncontrollably,    collapses | Takoda said, "It  will take two
| to  his  knees.  He  presses | days to reach where the animals
| his   face  to   the  floor, | now  are, then  another day  to
| believing   he  is   in  the | take  them,  and prepare  them.
| presence   of  two   of  his | Then  two  days to  return.  By
| carved demigods  made flesh. | then the meat will spoil."
|                              | 
| AVRAM  remains standing.  He | "The nights  are cold," Tatanka
| looks down  at his groveling | said. "It will  not spoil. I am
| father,  his  face  twisting | weary of dried meat. Go."
| into   a    countenance   of | 
| profound disappointment with | Before he  left, Tatanka's eyes
| his father.                  | passed over Yuha, and lingered.
+------------------------------+ She saw it.  Without a word she
 drew the blanket of bison hair closer about her.

When Tatanka departed, Takoda went alone to where his belongings
were kept. From a hidden place he brought forth the thing he had
shown  to no  living person,  not even  Yuha. He  set it  in his
raiment that it  could not be seen. This he  did quietly, for he
knew that while he was  away nothing would restrain Tatanka from
entering any lodge and taking what he wished.



+------------------------------+ Then  Takoda  and  his  hunters
| 188: AVRAM   even  steps   a | made ready.  They saddled their
| bit closer to Lailah despite | horses   and    gathered   what
| having    seen   what    she | remained  of   the  dried  meat
| could   do.  He  offers   no | belonging  to  the People,  for
| fearful    obeisance.    Sar | their  stores  were now  small.
| Lailah watches  him. Avram's | Takoda  mounted his  own horse,
| defiance   all   by   itself | Kaleetan, and  for a  moment he
| confirms  his  worth  beyond | considered  how   it  was  that
| all doubt.  She nods  to the | the  horse  had  been  given  a
| Hashmal Bodea.               | true  name, while  his own  son
|                              | had  been sent  into the  night
| BODEA  (Regal,  echoing)     | without one.
|     In  the  name  of  El    | 
|     Elyon, God Most High,    | The burning  grasslands lay far
|     Lord  of  Heaven  and    | off,  even when  seen from  the
|     Earth,  I   bid  thee    | height  of  the Island  in  the
|     go  forth   from  thy    | Sky.  Yet Takoda  led the  band
|     father’s  kin,  and      | south  toward that  place, that
|     dwell  in  the  other    | they might  look upon  the hurt
|     world.   Upon   Earth    | on  the  Earth. And  they  also
|     shall  God   make  of    | sought  to see  if their  cairn
|     thee a  great nation,    | raised for Wakan Tanka had been
|     and    multiply   thy    | disturbed.
|     bounty   beyond   all    | 
|     measure.   Thy   name    | They crossed the line where the
|     shall   become  great    | grass was  yet black  and dead,
|     among men.               | as though  the land  itself had
+------------------------------+ been struck.  Then they climbed
once  more to  the  Island in  the Sky.  When  they reached  the
summit, they saw  that all had been burned. The  stone and earth
were darkened as by great fire.



+------------------------------+ And there, upon the high place,
| 189:   And    Lailah   steps | Takoda  saw his  son. Shy  Bear
| forward,   taking   up   the | was  alive, and  he was  moving
| second   portion    of   the | among the  stones, setting them
| recitation.                  | back into their place.
|                              | 
|          LAILAH              | Takoda saw that  Shy Bear still
|     God shall bless them     | wore  the  garments his  mother
|     that   bless   thee,     | had made for him, but they were
|     and curse  them that     | changed in  a way that  was not
|     curse  thee.  Mortal     | of the Kuwapi. They were fitted
|     men  and   women  in     | close,  and  covered with  many
|     every  place and  in     | beads  of bright  color, worked
|     time  yet   to  come     | with great skill, though not by
|     shall  receive great     | the hands of the People. Still,
|     blessings    through     | there  was  something  in  them
|     thee. These  are the     | that answered to the old ways.
|     words of the Lord of     | 
|     all the Earth.           | Beside  him  stood one  like  a
|                              | young woman of  their own kind,
| Lailah  stops   within  arms | yet she  stood taller  than any
| reach of Avram.              | among them, even  more than the
|                              | tallest men, and  the people of
|        LAILAH (CONT'D)       | the plains are not small.
|    What sayest thou unto     | 
|    all   these   things,     | Before  the  cairn  was  closed
|    Avram son of Terah?       | again, Takoda saw within it the
+------------------------------+ white  form,  still  seated  as
before, unmoving, as if it had never known breath. And upon that
blackened summit there walked a single bison, newly arrived from
Kemen. It  moved slowly over  the burned ground as  if searching
for some green thing that might yet remain.



+------------------------------+ Takoda  looked  long  upon  the
| 190:  Avram  looks  directly | face of  his son. It  seemed to
| into the searching dark eyes | him  the boy  had grown  beyond
| of the princess. He does not | the  time  he  had  been  gone,
| blink.                       | as  if  more  days  had  passed
|                              | for  him  than  for  those  who
|       AVRAM (Firmly)         | remained.  This  was a  strange
|             Nay.             | thing.  But  the sight  of  him
|                              | overcame  all  thought.  Takoda
| And  a  heavy silence  fills | forgot his harsh words, and the
| the   shop.   It   takes   a | taking  away of  the name,  and
| long  moment  for the  sheer | the sending out into the night.
| audacity  of   the  word  to | 
| register with Lailah.        | "Shy Bear!" he  cried, and went
|                              | forward to embrace him.
|           LAILAH             | 
|     Knowest  thou  who  I    | Yet  Jashen   did  not  receive
|             am?              | him  so.  He  stood  firm,  and
|                              | stayed his father where he was,
|           AVRAM              | no  less  than  a  single  pace
|     Thy  face   is  known    | away. "You  forget yourself, my
|     unto    many,    Your    | father,"  he  said.  "I  am  no
|     Highness.  Though  my    | longer  called  Shy  Bear.  The
|     father,    I   think,    | name of my manhood is Jashen. I
|     hath   never   beheld    | have  come  back, and  I  bring
|     the  daughter of  Kar    | with me my wife, Cassiel."
|     Melchizedek.             | 
+------------------------------+ Takoda appraised the woman anew
in the light of his son's revelation.

Jashen spoke further  and said, "Wakan Tanka  has commanded that
we return to the People and dwell among them for a time."



+------------------------------+ Then   Jashen's  wife   stepped
| 191:     LAILAH              | forward. Cassiel bowed her head
|     Well  spoken,  Avram.    | to Jashen's father with respect
|     Traveling with  me is    | and continued  to speak  in the
|     Hash  Bodea. Together    | tongue of the  People. "I greet
|     we  have crossed  the    | you,  Takoda,"  she  said.  "My
|     breadth   of   Kemen,    | mother, Gabriela  Haivri, bears
|     over land  and water,    | hope  in  her  heart  that  the
|     and even  through the    | Kuwapi  shall  ever dwell  near
|     air,  seeking such  a    | this  place,  and that  it  may
|     man as thou art. Thus    | be  well with  them. Yet  there
|     was I commanded by my    | shall be much  going and coming
|     father, for  God Most    | between  this   place  and  his
|     High  spake unto  the    | lodge in the other world."
|     king face to face.       | 
|                              | So  she  spoke, but  there  was
| Avram nods  respectfully. He | disquiet among the hunters. And
| reaches  down, taking  Terah | Takoda  also  found fault  with
| by  the   arms,  and  gently | Cassiel's words.  He said, "The
| lifts  his trembling  father | People  must  follow the  herds
| to his feet.                 | or  we  will perish.  I  cannot
+------------------------------+ believe Wakan  Tanka would have
us remain here and dig our own graves in this place."

But Jashen answered him, and his voice was steady. "In the lodge
of Wakan Tanka it has been  sworn that the Kuwapi shall live and
grow strong. Do I not speak  truly, father, when I say the favor
of the Great Spirit has already been given to you in secret?" 

And by these words Takoda knew his son spoke of the hidden gift,
the rod with a consuming black flame he had shown to no one, not
even his own wife, and all doubt left him.



+------------------------------+ Before  they came  near to  the
| 192:        AVRAM            | camp,  word  had  already  gone
|     I  admire thy  desire    | among   the  People   that  the
|     to  do  well  in  the    | hunters  returned  sooner  than
|     eyes  of thy  father,    | was  looked  for.  Many  feared
|     Princess. And  I wish    | they would  bring no  meat, and
|     thee   well  therein.    | that the fire  had cut them off
|     But my  own father is    | from the herds.
|     infirm  of  body.  He    | 
|     earneth not enough to    | So the  women went out  to meet
|     sustain  himself  and    | them, and Yuha  was among them.
|     my mother.               | When she saw her son, her heart
|                              | broke  open with  joy, and  she
| Avram  makes  a  brief  hand | forgot all restraint. She cried
| signal toward the street.    | out  his  childhood name  again
|                              | and  again,   “Shy  Bear!   Shy
|         AVRAM  (CONT'D)      | Bear!”  and  ran to  him  and
|     As  I  love mine  own    | took him in her arms.
|     life, I can in nowise    | 
|     turn  aside  from  my    | He  held  her, and  then  spoke
|     father  for  all  the    | softly   to   her.     “Jashen,
|     days  that  he  is  a    | my  mother.  I  am  now  called
|     wayfarer in Kemen.       | Jashen.”
+------------------------------+ 
But she  did not hear  him at first.  Her hands moved  over him,
touching his face  and his shoulders, as if to  know that he was
flesh and not a spirit.

Then he took  her hands gently and drew a  little away, that she
might look upon  him fully. And he  showed her how  the work she
made was now  changed, and how the hands of  the Sarim had added
to her beadwork, making it into something new.



+------------------------------+ Then  Yuha’s eyes  were drawn
| 193:  A  SERVANT enters  the | to Cassiel, who  was clothed in
| shop,  leading   TWO  LIVING | garments like  those of Jashen,
| LAMBS.                       | shaped  and  fitted with  great
|                              | skill.
| AVRAM  (CONT'D)  (To  Terah) | 
|     One   for   slaughter    | Jashen  spoke  and said,  “My
|     and  meat. The  other    | mother,   this   is  my   wife,
|     for  sale, that  thou    | Cassiel, who  is held  in honor
|     might   purchase  the    | among her people.”
|     necessities  of  life    | 
|     until     the    next    | Then Cassiel bowed her head and
|     season,  when I  come    | spoke.  “I  greet you,  Yuha,
|     up   from  the   open    | mother  of my  husband. In  the
|     range.                   | lodge of my family there was no
|                              | day  in  which Jashen  did  not
| Terah, still shaken, accepts | speak  of  you  and  of  Takoda
| the leads.                   | with  a  love  that  could  not
|                              | be  hidden. And  in time,  even
|     TERAH   (Whispering)     | the love  he bore for  me could
|     Thank   you, my son.     | no longer  be concealed, though
+------------------------------+ long  he  sought   to  keep  it
so!”

The return of  the hunters was a great thing.  Greater still was
the return of the  boy who had gone out, now come  back as a man
called Jashen  after the passing  of one moon. And  greater than
these was that he brought with him a wife, tall beyond any woman
of  the camp.  

Yet Chief Tatanka gave little thought to these matters. When the
People gathered to share their meal, his mind turned elsewhere.



+------------------------------+ He looked for  the horns of the
| 194: Lailah  nods  in   full | bison, that  they might  be set
| understanding.  She gestures | among his regalia,  as had been
| to   Bodea,   and  the   two | done before.
| travelers from  Shalem begin | 
| to restow the  tiles of gold | When  he did  not see  them, he
| into  their leather  purses. | spoke  no  word of  thanks  for
| Lailah   refuses  to   speak | the meat  that had come  in one
| another word  of persuasion, | day  instead  of many.  Instead
| taking  great  care  not  to | his thoughts were troubled. The
| tread  upon the  fortress of | absence  of the  horns grew  in
| human   dignity  Avram   has | his mind, and took the place of
| asserted.   With  the   gold | all  other  things.  His  anger
| packed,  Lailah   and  Bodea | rose  until  at last  he  spoke
| exit the  shop, disappearing | openly,   accusing  Takoda   of
| into the dusty throng of the | keeping  back the  head of  the
| Tannedi market.              | animal for himself.
|                              | 
| EXT.   TANNEDI    MARKET   - | Tatanka,  already  filled  with
| CONTINUOUS The  camera pulls | anger, became  more consumed by
| high   above  the   bustling | it when Takoda  did not answer.
| market,  leaving  Avram  and | He drew forth  his knife again.
| Terah behind.                | It  was a  blade of  steel such
+------------------------------+ as  the whites  carry. He  said
he had  taken it in battle,  though many among the  People spoke
otherwise, saying it had come to  him by chance from the effects
of the dead.

He held it  out and cried, “This will make  your tongue speak,
Hole-in-Heart!” Then  he went toward Takoda,  thinking the man
would turn away as he had  done before. But Takoda did not move.
He stood where he was, without fear.



+------------------------------+ Takoda believed  that the favor
| 195:   LAILAH  (V.O.)        | of  Wakan Tanka  was upon  him.
|    I  left him  there in     | And  this   caused  Tatanka  to
|    the  heat  of  Kemen.     | falter. For a  moment the chief
|    And    in   all    my     | hesitated,  and in  that moment
|    journeys  across  the     | his  standing among  the People
|    length and breadth of     | lessened.  He knew  it, and  it
|    that  world, I  found     | troubled him.
|    no man at all who was     | 
|    remotely   like  unto     | Then Takoda  moved, but  not in
|    Avram.                    | haste.  He  reached within  his
|                              | garments and  brought forth the
| FADE OUT                     | thing  that had  been given  to
+------------------------------+ him.
 
Tatanka’s anger broke loose, and  he rushed forward to strike.
Yet he did not come within reach. Upon the Island in the Sky, in
the sight of the other hunters, and his son, and the wife of his
son, Takoda had taken only the head of the bison, offering it to
Wakan Tanka,  that it should not  be turned to false  honor. But
here, before all the Kuwapi, he did not stay his hand.

The dark flame moved. It passed  over Tatanka from head to foot,
and when  it was  gone, nothing  of him  remained, not  even his
moccasins. Even  the very ground  stood as  it had been.  Then a
great stillness  fell upon the  People. Fear took hold  of them,
and they looked upon Takoda as upon someone they did not know.

The hunters  who had ridden  with Takoda  had seen the  power of
Sha'ar ha-Ruah,  and Cassiel knew it  well as the weapon  of her
grandmother  Lailah, and  Jashen  had been  forewarned, but  the
others among the  Kuwapi people had not known of  it. 



+------------------------------+ To them  it was a  thing beyond
| 196: Angel  Academy season x | telling.  Even  Yuha felt  that
| episode xx, month day, year: | fear in her heart. Yet she came
| In 1866 Chief Takoda and his | and stood beside Takoda, though
| wife  Yuha  ride toward  the | her spirit trembled.
| sprawling  grasslands. Along | 
| the  way,   Takoda  recounts | At  Takoda’s  left stood  his
| the  legend of  a mysterious | son,  Jashen,  clothed  in  the
| figure   named   Ptaysanwee. | fine  garments  that  had  been
| Some   nineteen  generations | made  with  great care  in  the
| ago  there  was  a  pandemic | other world. And above them all
| among  the  bison that  made | stood Cassiel  Haivri, tall and
| the  herds  extinct  on  the | unafraid.
| Great Plains  and threatened | 
| to   make  the   people  who | Then  Takoda   spoke,  and  his
| hunted   them   extinct   as | voice carried  over the People.
| well. The  bison populations | “I  have  sent the  Chief  to
| had   collapsed  due   to  a | stand before Wakan Tanka,” he
| species-specific   pathogen. | said,  and  none there  doubted
| But   in  Kemen   Ptaysanwee | his words.  “I will  lead the
| located  genetically  viable | People now.”
| specimens   that  had   been | 
| taken    to    that    world | He stood with his arms crossed,
| centuries   prior  and   she | and the Dark Gift rested in his
| reintroduced  a   number  of | hand. Then it came to pass that
| them to Earth.               | the hunters  and warriors began
+------------------------------+ to  kneel,  one after  another.
They opened  their hands before  him, showing that they  held no
weapon.
 
After  them the  women came  also,  the wives,  and those  whose
husbands  were gone,  and the  young women  not yet  taken. 



+------------------------------+ They  bowed  themselves  before
| 197:  As   Raphael  explains | Takoda,  and  before those  who
| in a  voice-over, Ptaysanwee | stood with him.  And so all the
| didn't    just   save    the | People gave  themselves over to
| species,  she  restored  the | his rule.
| endangered  ecosystem, which | 
| had  cascading good  effects | Then Takoda spoke again, giving
| on   grasslands,  predators, | his  first  command  as  chief.
| and  human societies  alike. | "In   the   morning   we   will
| The   introduction  of   the | strike the lodges and go south.
| seven     Pipe    Ceremonies | We  will  dwell at  the  Island
| commemorated this ecological | in  the  Sky,  near  the  place
| salvation,   aligning  human | where Wakan  Tanka made himself
| ritual    with    ecological | known to us, and where Shy Bear
| stewardship.   Symbolically, | returned as the man Jashen.”
| this  encoded a  sustainable | 
| relationship  with the  land | So  it  came  to  be  that  the
| and  the  herd.  In  effect, | Kuwapi, the Following Ones, who
| Ptaysanwee's    seven    new | had  long  followed  the  herds
| rituals  combined biological | across the  wide plains, ceased
| restoration    with   sacred | from  their  wandering. Of  all
| observance.     Ptaysanwee's | the peoples of  that land, they
| action  was an  intervention | alone chose this  path of their
| without violence, an imprint | own  will. They  set themselves
| on   human   and   non-human | to remain in  one place, and to
| systems  that could  persist | wait.
| for centuries.               | 
+------------------------------+ No   longer   did  the   Kuwapi
hunters pursue animals when they grazed far from the camp of the
People, for at times the Sarim of the House of Haivri, close kin
of  Cassiel, sent  beasts from  Kemen to  the valley  of smoking
waters.



There did the herd graze and thrive, and animals were taken only
at need. So the People abode until the coming of Marcus Lange.

+--------------------------------------------------------------+
| 198:  Even  centuries  later  it was  still  remembered  how |
| Ptaysanwee  wore  raiment of white  leather,  and the Lakota |
| people had always called her White Buffalo Calf Woman.       |
|                                                              |
| At a newly  erected barbed wire fence, Takoda  and  Yuha met |
| two women waiting  for them on the prairie, and  one of them |
| they  knew  well: it was  Ariel Haivri-Lange, who  came with |
| the  migration  of  Stiffnecks a year before. Ariel  greeted |
| them warmly, and introduced her sister Raphael Haivri.       |
|                                                              |
| Close at hand a small  bison herd stood trapped.  One animal |
| was bleeding  badly  where it  was  tangled in  the  vicious |
| new  iron wire  that  was proliferating  across the  plains. |
| Takoda  unlimbered  Sha'ar ha-Ruah  and  used  its power  to |
| slice this  wire. Then  Raphael stepped forward, healing the |
| beast’s torn flesh almost at once, with a mere touch.        |
|                                                              |
| Ariel led the  herd through the breach to  freedom. Then she |
| turned to Takoda and produced  a sacred pipe. Only  then did |
| Takoda really take notice that  she wore a  bleached leather |
| long coat. In an instant of quiet revelation,  Takoda under- |
| stood: Ariel herself was the White Buffalo Calf Woman!       |
|                                                              |
| She confirmed  it but  her eyes were  heavy with sorrow. Her |
| sister could heal flesh, but Ariel warned them House  Haivri |
| could not halt  the plague of  barbed  wire that was rapidly |
| and  steadily closing the wild grazing lands of the West.    |
+--------------------------------------------------------------+



+------------------------------+ Remiel  had no  idea where  she
| 199:  And  it came  to  pass | was,  but  it   seemed  to  be,
| that  in  the  back  of  his | simultaneously,  an ultramodern
| father's  shop Avram  beheld | medical  clinic  and  a  shabby
| a  stone  image of  the  Red | prison. The  doctors and nurses
| Dragon  cast  down upon  its | who  attended   her  used  four
| face.  And the  base thereof | quick  punches   on  a  square,
| remained upon a lower shelf; | sixteen-digit  keypad   to  get
| but   the   head,   striking | back  out. Yet  in odd  places,
| against  the   stone  floor, | nails  protruded   through  the
| had  broken,  and  fragments | walls,  as though  some teenage
| thereof were  scattered. And | boys  had   slapped  the  place
| Avram said, "Behold, father, | together   after  school   from
| Azul  boweth   himself  unto | scrap   lumber.  The   overhead
| thee!"                       | lights   cast   a  hard,   even
+------------------------------+ glare  over  the clean  medical
equipment,  but the  walls were  rough plywood,  with splintered
edges and seams  that didn't quite meet. 

There were no windows, but  she could hear construction outside:
the  ring of  hammers,  the rasp  of saws,  men  calling to  one
another. The noise ceased only at night.

After months  of captivity,  she began to  hear a  strange shout
inside her head. It was  silent, yet somehow unmistakably Dory's
voice. The  professors at  the  Academy  called such  abilities
Mercies. Dr.  Mikaela had  kept a  perfectly straight  face when
she'd explained that the things Superman could do in the comics,
X-ray vision,  freezing breath,  and the  like, would  be called
Mercies.  Remiel had  always  been skeptical  that Mercies  were
real, at least  until her own ability to glimpse  moments in the
future began to gel. 



+------------------------------+ Now,   free   to  converse   on
| 200:   And   Terah   groaned | Doryphone,  she  was  a  little
| within himself  for vexation | hurt that her  cousin had never
| when  he  beheld the  fallen | mentioned  her  talent  before,
| image,  and  he  went  about | and she said  so. Your power to
| to set  it upright  with his | use  Doryphone  comes  in  with
| own strength. But Avram said | your wings.  And you,  well, we
| unto him,  "Father, forbear. | raced  a  year  ahead  of  you,
| Thou art  an aged  master of | remember?
| stone  and  canst no  longer | 
| move  as  once thou  didst." | Indeed.  When   Remiel  allowed
| And  Avram  bent his  knees, | herself   to  be   captured  in
| and   took  hold   upon  the | New  Mexico,  Dory already  had
| dragon, and  lifted it again | her  beautiful blue  wings, but
| unto  its   place  upon  the | Remiel  had   only  stubs.  Now
| shelf.                       | they  were  nothing  but  stubs
+------------------------------+ again.    Somewhere,   probably
in  Washington,  D.C.,  Senior   Asset  Trochmann  had  Remiel's
silver-feathered wings pinned up in a trophy case.

When  Dory  started  chiming  in, it  took  some  back-and-forth
before Remy  convinced herself she  wasn't cracking up  from the
isolation. The  conversation really was a  mercy. Without Dory's
calming voice close at hand,  Remiel would have despaired months
ago. Dory's advice  never wavered: "You need to  talk to whoever
is  in  charge of  this  clown  show."  

So, after  five months,  Remiel went on  strike and  offered her
captors no cooperation whatsoever. She said nothing and just sat
in the clinic all day, doing nothing.

There were two ways of killing time available to her now.