A loud bang on the door interrupts Hope, sending the others quietly out through the back. Hope, calmly, opens the door and confronts Pure Nation and his Shadow Guards. Pure Nation says:
governor of illusion
please come with me
your gathering is finished
no time left to flee
Pure Nation motions to his Shadow Guards to arrest Hope. She stands calmly and responds:
you return again
the lord’s chosen hand
but the hills will not scatter
we chose where we stand
and I know you stole
the book from my table
and so now you know
ts as dragon is a fable
you see, at the gold house
on our meeting day
I later asked the lord
what his dream did say
he told me of lion and yak
which now as you know
were not seen by the dragon
only the old sheep of woe
ts is not the dragon
nor emperor divine
he is simply a sheep
compassion in his spine
without the family crest
the lord has no powers
which means you have no water
to grow your dark flowers
so do not move forward
or this truth I shall release
and there are other hidden books
so leave these hills of peace
Pure Nation replies, with ICE in his veins:
you do not move me
nor those who beg or plea
the hills will bow to the altar
or be bound to its decree
but we both have aims
that require a deft hand
so let’s compromise
where we both stand
I shall redraw the boundary
to guard what must remain
the willow and its roots below
now fall within our claim
the rest of the hills
we shall leave for now
but do not push me again
or all this land shall bow
Hope feels the weight of the Mountain upon her shoulders. She takes a deep breath and responds:
I will not compromise
with shadows down below
I have a right to protest
against freedom’s foe
Pure Nations responds:
then let us take
another way to the end
here is the security declaration
our government’s highest penned
it declares we have the right
to set aside what keeps us free
to seize what we determine
for national security
Pure Nation hands the declaration to Hope who reads in despair. Pure turns to his Shadow Guards and direct them to arrest Hope. He says to her as they march her to the armed car:
as for your threat
be careful what you impose
for even those you cherish
are nearer than you suppose
I am the dragon
that guards this ridge
and decides what may endure
I serve as god’s bridge
Pure Nation’s convoy heads toward the Ridge, disappearing as a shadow into the night.