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Anyume stood up and began to tell :

When I was young, there was a tale to motivate us to become strong. This is a marundak tale.

Sokï, Lelëï Estë Arhshamï

Very long time ago
Kitins came and destroyed ancient nations.
In this chaos, mysterious rainbows appeared. All those who were at their feet were saved.
Homins reach from everywhere, hoping to save their lives by this miraculous way.

But kitins were on their steps, homine wave was mixed with chitin.
To ensure that kitins no cross also, arcs-en-ciel closed.
Leaving behind them millions of homins in the mid of kitins.

They struggled to survive, days and nights, and some survived to see a field of death.
Dead everywhere, out of sight, scattered on the Bark, without possible graves. Homins and kitins mixed.

Then the wind of Anlor Winn roses, freezing survivors, plunging their heart in a block of ice and rage.
They swore they would survive to destroy those before them were able to flee to safety.
On the flesh and blood of these places, they forsook their gods and their hominity.
They made vengeful wraith, shadows, ghosts.
Finally, they find their old brothers and haunted them, killing weakling, as before them, weakling were sacrificed by kitins.
Spirits of the dead, talk with word of abandoned.

When blows the wind from Anlor Winn, fear anger who mislead mind and transfrom brothers in enemies...


Later, Osquallo came to see her :
-Rainbows closed to prevent kitins follow? I always heard that it was kitins who had destroyed them.

Anyume shrugged :
-I heard the two versions in New Lands. But anyway, it's just a propaganda tale... Truth is necessarily more complex. Yet there was some truth. Hatred into the soul of my people is like a curse. I hope that one day, they understand that kill homins has no interest until kitins are here. Could nevertheless believe that history would have made as sensitive as Rangers on the issue ...
History would make them awareness as Rangers about this question ...