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If she is indeed the child of the Gods,
she will lead us into the light.
In betwixt you must pass through air, fire, water, earth.
When my time came to walk along the Sacred Wind,
I broke both legs, my pelvis, my ankle, my jaw, and four fingers.
I was pissing blood for a month.
I had a vision.
- What did you see? - A thin man.
On his palm there was a symbol.
Strike it from your mind. Do as I say!
But, I...
The fisherman who lives at the mouth of the river has three sons.
- Bring them to me. - Where is she, boy?
Show me.
This day, I lead another path.
The path to the First Man.
Walk with Veran, and you walk into the abyss.
I've got something for you. A mile from here, buried in the ground.
This is my lucky day.
- Where's the girl? - On the seventh Moon,
she will arrive on the lands of the Devni.
- Who is the Keeper? - I do not know her.
But you know one of her kin.
Have you heard about a tribe in the west... Devni?
I was born there. My sister's queen.
I need to find the girl before he does.
- What's wrong? - We must begin.
I need you to help me pursue my purpose.
Our true purpose.
I'm Queen Amena of the Cantii.
Sister to Queen Andra.
You have faced the Mighty Earth Mother.
Stared down the Sister Wind.
Now the time has come to face the Water Goddess.
- When the spring moon wanes... - I have something to say.
- What are you doing? - I just wanted to say...
- Thank you. - What?
I know we haven't always seen eye to eye.
But I know it's only because of you that we've come this far.
And I know we have so far left to go,
but, I just wanted you to know...
I appreciate you so much.
The risks you've taken...
The sacrifices you've made... I think you're the best.
And you have... the most amazing eyes.
- We should... - Yes. We should.
What is it? What's wrong?
Where are you going?
Oh, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck...
Fuck!
When I look out my window
Many sights to see
And when I look in my window
So many different people to be
Oh, no
Must be the season of the witch
Must be the season of the witch, yeah
Must be the season of the witch
You got to pick up every stitch
The rabbits running in the ditch
Beatnicks are out to make it rich
My queen, please forgive this interruption,
but it's extremely important.
What is it?
- Speak. - My queen. Your sister is here.
My sister!
Amena!
Sister! Sister!
What brings you here, and alone? Is all well?
All is well, sister. Most well.
I wanna say so much, but my tongue won't catch up.
- Slow down! - I can't believe you're here.
Amena.
Or should I say Queen Amena?
Yes, you should, Aunt Cara.
Tonight we will feast, to celebrate my sister's return.
Do you not feel, your Majesty,
the time would be better spent in sacrifice and prayer?
Is it not the Gods we should honor for this good fortune?
Rather than mere mortals.
Of course, Aunt Cara. We will pray.
I bring news, Queen Mother.
Your daughter, Amena, has returned to us.
Amena!
Warm work.
What?
Is everything all right?
I've been thinking...
I think you should sleep outside.
I'll build you a small, but waterproof shelter out there.
- Why? - It's perfectly safe.
But why?
It will bring you closer to nature, the moon, the stars...
Both are very important in your...
What if it rains?
I know how to build a shelter. It will be waterproof.
- But you can't... - It's decided.
All praise to the mighty Gods, who have brought our sister home,
on the wind.
Thanks for this holy blessing.
All praise to the mighty Gods,
for returning me safe to this place...
and to my beloved sister.
My beautiful, beautiful sister.
Who I have missed more than anyone, or anything...
Do you even know your heart?
Have you seen it?
Well, well. The whore returns.
The Cantii are slaves to Rome.
She's drunk poison.
Now she comes to poison us.
You have faced the Mighty Earth
Mother. Stared down the Sister Wind.
Now the time has come to face the Water Goddess.
When the spring moon wanes, you must give yourself to the river.
Strip to your skin, swallow the holy herbs,
and become as one with Sister Water. Any questions?
- Is everything all right? - What?
You're sweating.
- No, I'm not. - You look weird.
Do you need to sit down?
Everything is fine. Nothing's weird.
We should prepare.
Did you hear, my love?
Our little girl has returned.
Our little girl...
How is your husband, Phelan?
When King Pellenor died, Phelan abandoned the Cantii.
- Abandoned? - Veran chose his sister to rule.
And what happened to the sister?
Kerra was weak. The people hated her.
How can that be when it was Veran who chose her?
She was indeed chosen by the Gods.
But that's just a seed for greatness to grow.
We choose our own paths.
And then the Gods chose you.
For that I am so happy.
Slower.
Too slow.
Slightly faster. Faster.
That's it. Faster. Slightly faster.
Faster.
That's it. Faster.
That's it. That's it. Just keep it there.
That's it. That's it. Keep it there.
Have you finished? Good.
Sorry.
Thank you Spirit of the River. Spirit of the Raging Seas.
- Thank you. - Shut up.
There. You're ready.
You've heard, I'm sure, that the Cantii have made peace with Rome.
We are so far from the world here.
We hear many things. Who knows what to believe?
It's true. It was I who struck the pact.
So this is why you came.
For years you stayed away.
- With no explanation. But now... - Sister, please, listen...
Some say that's the last thing I should do.
The world is changing. I've watched it change.
I've watched King Pellenor refuse to even speak with the Romans.
That same moon, I watched his guts glisten on the ground.
You're forgetting it was the Gods who decided Pellenor's fate.
Was it? I was there. I saw what happened.
Sister, come here.
I want to tell you something.
When I was chosen to be the Keeper,
Veran told me of a prophecy.
A demon will come to these lands,
join forces with the dark,
and the Age of the Druids will be at an end.
- Andra... - There remains one hope.
A maiden. Who, if she pleases the Gods, may save us.
This is a time to look forward. Not backwards to prophecy.
You doubt the word of Veran.
- You always did. - Andra...
I have seen the signs, visions.
- They tell me the Demon is here. - Rome is the future.
It's our only hope. Not some maiden in a prophecy.
All I know is that the demon is here.
And a maiden is coming.
- Let me pass. - The queen is with her sister.
Andra, please listen to me.
Andra, it's time to talk sense, sister.
There are those in the Council of Elders who've made these arguments.
And as many who would sooner die than pay one copper piece to Rome.
- Aunt Cara. - She is beloved to me.
- And her faith is strong. - Cara controls you, Andra.
You've been gone a long time. You do not know how things are now.
Forgive me, sister, but you are Queen of the Cantii.
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