Sky1975

Sky:
I am a traveller. There have been others as your book says.

Michael:
Is it true?

Sky:
It is true but not true. Understand it like this: This place was once a meta-centre, what your book calls a holy island. And there were circles, not circles of beasts but circles of force. Travellers, gods as you call them, have visited this place centuries ago. What you read are symbols, and fragments of symbols. It is like this, the truth that men once saw was a window of many colours, now the window is shattered and lies in glittering shards across the floor. But the fragments you pick up cannot be the whole and the wind of chaos begins to blow through the open space.

Michael:
Chaos?

Sky:
Yes.

Michael:
Then there's no point.

Sky:
There will be survivors, they are the ones I must help. Not... you.