Pleu brings Rayna across deserts, under the scorching sun.
"How far do we still have to go?"
Pleu looks down at his daughter, her doe-eyed Rayna, showed innocence
and curiousity.
"Patience, my girl, a few more miles"
Rayna looks down at her sand filled sandals, her tiny feet aching from
a many miles of traveling on foot.
"But father" she protested, "I`m tired, hungry, and
thirsty...besides mother will be worried and.."
"silence!" momentarily shaken by her father`s outburst,
Rayna stops dead in her tracks, and starts to cry. Guility, Pleu
stoops down "What have I done?", (he asks himself as he
realizes how much pressure he has bestowed upon his very daughter). He
gently wipes off Rayna`s tears and hugs her. "I`m sorry little
one...it`s just that I want to prepare you for what is yet to come,
your own destiny awaits in the blur of unspoken perils and one should
be strong to face challenges , not to give in, but fight for your very
own mind." Rayna stares at her father, "What are you trying
to tell me, father?"
Sighing, Pleu touches his daughter left cheek.
"Soon you are to join an army set against the dark side. You must
be prepared to fight this dark force and it requires strength of mind,
never with vulnerability...
And the challenge is...
"