Come play with us! The others have gone hunting and we’re bored.
Kaniehtí:io: Go on. But do not venture past the valley.
Kaniehtí:io: It tells the story of Iottsitíson, who came into their world and shaped it for what life might come. She had a hard journey, fraught with great loss and peril. But she believed in her children and what they might achieve. And though she is long gone from the physical world – her eyes still watch over us. Her ears still hear our words. Her hands still guide us. And her love still gives us strength.
Haytham: You have shown me great kindness, Ziio. Thank you.
I… I should go.
Happy Valentine’s Day everyone!
Time passed. The child grew inside me. And then he entered the world. He had his father’s features, but enough of me that he did not appear a stranger. In the end it mattered little. My people loved him as their own. I miss Haytham sometimes. He may have even loved me, in his own way. But his eyes… His eyes were ever fixed on the future – one in which he and his Templar brethren controlled all. My greatest fear is that one day I shall look into the face of my son and see the same dark hunger there.