I will return
The traveler went alone in the desert. He and the landscape were one and the same, their colors being mixed.
He went alone, while his friends were watching him walking him towards their old homes. Some of them cried, others sighed.
All around the crowd, silence. Even the wind was quiet, even the wild beasts were still, even the dry sun soothed its cruel light.
He went alone, while they all thought the same thing: how possibly could such a small figure be master of… everything?
As they saw his yellow, dirty, scratched armor disappearing inside their old homes, a young female started singing.
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On Bara Magna, there was a famous song. Only the eldest ones did remember their grandfathers’ memories about when it was first sung by those who believed the Great Cataclysm wouldn’t have been the end, but a new beginning. They were great warriors, simple carpenters or blacksmiths and poor people, all sharing the idea that there was still hope. They said “There’s always hope”.
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Her voice was strong as a rock and, simultaneously, clear like pure water. While she sang, their homes rose above the clouds.
On her shoulder, a little beetle snapped its jaws, saluting the only one who understood it.
The song went on.
All that is gold does not glitter,
The old robotic body stood high in the sky, towering on the ground. It moved some unsure steps; it seemed to be falling in few minutes.
Not all those who wander are lost;
Surprisingly, the titan finally took control of itself. However, it still looked like its old structure couldn’t stand so much weight.
The old that is strong does not wither,
Deep roots are not reached by the frost.
The giant passed this trial, too. It was surely old, but it had been made by skilled people, by those it wanted to meet.
From the ashes a fire shall be woken,
A sudden, hard rumble broke the silence. Both small and high people watched to the direction where it came from and all fell in doubt: another giant was coming. But this was bigger and stronger. And driven by Shadows themselves. When it landed, the mountains quaked and the seas stirred, the trees prepared carpets of leaves for the ruler of everything and the rivers moved out of their banks to meet and serve him.
The two giants stood in silence, then they spoke. The small one talked about joyful things, about peace and harmony; the other told him about power and terror.
At first, the words clashed. Then came the turn of the facts. The two bodies fought, the smaller beings ran away, scared. The young voice went on singing.
A light from the shadows shall spring;
Beams of energy crossed the air, pulverizing everything in their path, and smaller, yellow creatures attacked the undefended fugitives. Some brave warriors tried to stop them, but they fell under the superior power of the Enemy. Though, an help came from the enemy giant itself and a few powerful warriors helped the inhabitants. One was clad in a golden and red armor.
Renewed shall be Blade that was Broken,
A lucky strike of the Enemy split it, but the desperate strength of the few won against the arrogant of the many and the Golden Armor was once again united.
A powerful ray came from it and went straight on to the yellow beasts, killing them and distracting the bigger giant. In moments, it was gone forever.
The crownless again shall be king.
The other stood for the last time and filled the reunited planet with life. Then, the robot form disintegrated into dust and the spirit of Mata Nui went back to the Ignika. Agori, Matoran, Glatorian, Toa, Turaga, Rahi: they were all free.
Kiina stopped singing. A tear slipped down her face and fell on the grass grown on the sands.
As the Great Spirit pronounced his last speech, he thought: “ I‘ve set out to save the universe, and it has been saved. But not for me. This is my gift for you, for all your efforts.”
The sun went down, just to rise again on a new world.
Lotr quotes:
“All that is gold does not glitter,
Not all those who wander are lost;
The old that is strong does not wither,
Deep roots are not reached by the frost.
From the ashes a fire shall be woken,
A light from the shadows shall spring;
Renewed shall be Blade that was Broken,
The crownless again shall be king.”
- The Fellowship of the Ring, Book 1, Chapter 10 “Strider”
“There is always hope.”
- Aragorn to Haleth son of Hama, The Two Towers ( film ), scene before the battle at Helm’s Deep
“We’ve set out to save the Shire, Sam, and it was saved. But not for me.”
- Frodo to Sam, The Return of the King ( film ), The Grey Havens scene
Edited by The Renegade Emperor, Aug 12 2012 - 09:11 AM.
