AT the bottom, in a natural amphitheater, the Omaticaya refugees
are clustered around a central rock outcropping which forms a kind of dais and altar.
Shafts of dawn light reach to the bottom of the grotto,lighting a single willow.
Lin stared at the mother tree. Its roots spread down to the grotto floor,
where they merge with the roots of the willows ringing the Well forming a
braided mat resembling the surface of a brain.
Mo'at stands on the dais, leading them in a CHANT.
Lin sat next to a grieving Fiás'el who held tightly onto Lins hand.
They had both lost somebody who lit up their life's.
Not only did lin lose Koi she lost her father.
The man that made her this women she is now.
She will never forgot him, nor koi.
Lin looks down to her bracelet and sighs
Bringing her hand up to it and taking it off.
"He loved you lin...he still does" The girl turned to Fiás'el
And sighed "it doesn't matter." The women Took the bracelet in her hands
before taking Lins arm and putting it back on her.
"He obviously didn't want to hurt you, he didn't want to lose you that's why he didn't tell you"
Lin kept her head low, letting her braids fall over her face "still, what he did was wrong"
fiás still kept Lins arm in her grasp but she was holding onto it tightly
"my dear...koi would tell me stories of when she would watch you and Jake,
even she knew he loved you. This is just one of those bumps" Lin shook her head
"a pretty big bump" Fiás smiled before dropping her arm
"its your choice if you want to accept this. Or if you shall forgive him"
and with that she walked away leaving Lin by herself
The Omaticaya people lift their voices in a song filled with
tragic loss and yearning for deliverance.
Lin was now sat with Neytiri and her mother.
Suddenly a shadow crosses her face. She looks up, and her eyes go wide.
A terrible cry echoes, turning all eyes skyward.
An enormous SHADOW covers the crowd as
TORUK comes out of the sun, beating its huge wings to slow its descent.
Its crimson and black wings, backlit by the sun, seem to glow from within.
The People cry out in alarm and scatter as the dreaded beast alights in their midst.
And that's when they see Jake, riding high on its shoulders, their Queues connected.
It folds its wings and stands calmly amid the paralyzed Na'vi.
Toruk lowers its body. They stare in awe as Jake dismounts and strokes the magnificent animal's flank.
Lin, Neytiri, Tsu'tey and Mo'at watch in stunned amazement as the legendary Rider of Last Shadow
walks toward them.
"Toruk Macto." Mo'at mutters quietly as they watch Jake pat the beasts head.
new hope dawning in their eyes. WHISPERS flow among them,
the words repeated "Toruk Macto... Toruk Macto..."
Lin an jake make eye contact.
Her eyes widened and her mouth slightly open
she watches as he walks threw the crowd.
She slowly walks closer, and closer. Itching towards him.
He looks into her enormous eyes, and the emotion
between them is powerful and pure.
He tilts his head to the side as she looks past him to Fiás'el who is staring at them in awe.
She looks back to him and her eyes travel down his body.
She bits her lip before looking back up to him.
"I see you..." Lin whispers. Jakes lips turn up into a small smile and his ears twitch
"I see you" he says in a hoarse whisper.
He places his hand on her bicep, and she looks down to his hand and places her own on his arm,
moving it up to his shoulder as he does the same.
He brings his hand up to her cheek and runs his thumb along it.
Her eyes brim with tears and she leans into his touch.
"I was afraid jake...for my people" His eye soften
As she puts her hand on his neck pulling him closer to her.
"I'm not anymore..." He takes a deep breath before smiling fully.
He places his forehead on hers and sighs.
They both pull away and Jake turns to Tsu'tey.
"Tsu'tey of the Rongloa, son of Ateyo. I stand before you, ready to serve the Omaticaya People."
Lin walks up behind him and stands next to her mother and sister.
"You are Olo'eyctan, and you are the best warrior. I can't do this without you."
Tsu'tey struggles with his emotions. He looks over to Neytiri who sends him a sad smile.
"Toruk Macto" he places his hand over jakes heart and nods "will fly with you."
Jake lips his lips and shakes his head. He looks over to Mo'at
"my friend is dying..." Lins eyes widen and she feels neytiri stiffen beside her
"Grace is dying"
Her mother steps forward infront of her daughters
"I beg the help of Eywa."
The women nods quickly placing her hands on his shoulders
"Bring her, Jakesully."
