Only time can teach us
what is truth and what is legend.
Some truths do not survive the ages.
But the legend of the child
with the blue eyes will live forever...
...and be whispered in all four winds
of the Great White Mountains.
We, the Yagahl, were hunters
of the mightiest of all beasts...
But our world began to change.
The Mannaks came later and later
to our valley...
...and there were times
when they did not come at all.
Our hunters grew restless.