Sunday, January 16, 2005

"We Shall Return."

Episode for Jan 14, 2005, Friday. Bagwis jumped up to his feet and ran to Veronica’s side, as did Alwina. Her skin began to change color, signifying that the poison was taking effect. Rasmus drew back his hand and stared at his claws which dripped with her blood. But whatever remorse he felt would soon disappear; what love he had left for her was finally killed by what she said next. As she leaned on Bagwis’ chest, Veronica declared, “Rasmus may have erased my memory, but not what’s in my heart. I still love you.” “Be strong,” he told her. “You’re not going to die!” “How touching to see your family reunited!” Rasmus uttered with evident bitterness. “But it will be more touching to see you all die together!” He rushed out as father and daughter huddle around Veronica. “There are medicines and potions in my room for wounded Ravena soldiers,” she said in fading tones. “There’s an antidote there for the poison.” Alwina hurried off, though having no idea where to proceed. Bagwis picked up his lady in his arms and waited for Alwina to return. Meanwhile, Rasmus went to another room and threw open a huge chest where firearms where stored. He found a set of dynamite sticks at the bottom and seized it. “I did everything for you, Vultra,” he said. “But you threw it away. Go then with your paramour and your bastard daughter!” Then Rasmus lit the dynamites with a candle and cast the bundle toward the other room. A huge explosion followed, and the ceiling in that area caved in. Alwina by then had found Vultra’s room and gathered the bottles there in her hand. “How’s Veronica doing?” she asked her father. “She’s alive, but getting weaker! Find another way, Alwina! Your mother is dying!” Alwina looked about frantically. What was she going to do? The way back to her parents was blocked by a great pile of rubble. Unknown to her, Aguiluz could sense her anxiety and the peril surrounding her. “Let me go help Alwina,” he begged of his mother. But she admonished him, “She is no longer your responsibility. You have a more important responsibility here. Have faith that Alwina can defend herself.” When Gabriel had satisfied himself, his host began to ply him with questions. “I heard that your town was burned.” “It was?” “How come you don’t know?” “I just escaped.” The host looked doubtful; he wasn’t stupid by any means. But Gabriel looked decent enough. The fisherman was a tall, lean man with a strong voice and alert eyes. Gabriel felt uneasy under his searching gaze. “Do you have any surviving relatives left in Tierra Fuego?” he asked. “Do you want to go back there?” But Gabriel had no wish to return to his old life and all the awful things that had befallen him there… all those woeful memories. “No,” he said “I mean, they were all killed by the Ravena. I just escaped.” Then the man told him, “If you have nowhere else to go, then perhaps, you would like to stay here in Santiago. Would you like that?” The young man smiled. “Why, that’s very kind of you, sir!” “All right,” said the man. “I own boats here that I rent out to fishermen. You can go with them out to sea while you still don’t know how to catch fish, so you can learn the trade. And while you have no money yet, you can stay here.” “Thank you, sir!” “There’s just one condition,” the man told him sternly. “I don’t like liars. If I ever catch you weaving a story, you’re out of here. Do you understand that?” Gabriel nodded. “Yes, sir,” he replied. Ravenum was smiling at him. This time, he was in a Ravena guise once again, but sick and discolored in appearance. The sight of him made Gabriel feel ill. “Congratulations,” the bird-man said in greeting. “I don’t see any reason to be happy about what’s happening to me,” Gabriel told him bitterly. “Why did you lie to me? Why did you tell me I was a Sugo?” Ravenum answered, “I did not lie to you. You ARE a Sugo, Gabriel. You are the one who shall raise up the Ravena once again.” He woke up with a gasp. Gabriel wanted to start anew in this place where nobody knew him, yet it seemed his past had not left him entirely. Why were all these horrible things happening to him? Later that day, Savannah was out at the beach helping Aling Meding with her daily work which the girl disdained, of course. Meding was a kind, lonely old woman; she was only too grateful that Savannah came into her life. “Since my daughter got married and left, I’ve had nobody to talk to,” she told her new acquaintance. “I’m glad you’re here. You can help me work too.” “No wonder she left you with that face you’ve got,” Savannah mumbled to herself. As they waded through the muddy sand, and the woman was looking the other way, Savannah noticed a shining object in the dry part of the sand. She walked over to it cautiously and picked it up. As she held it, the back pain she had been suffering from that morning was suddenly healed. “I wonder if it’s because of this stone,” she wondered to herself. Walking farther on dry land, she saw a row of fishing boats. Standing by one of them going busily about fisherman’s work was Gabriel. Savannah recognized her old crush and called out to him, “Gabriel!” He turned around; it was the Montenegro heir, indeed. But he told her, “I’m sorry, I don’t know you.” “What? But we grew up together!” “I said I don’t know you!” Gabriel broke away from her and walked off on his own. “What was that about?” asked his host. “That girl recognized you. Last night, I saw you having a bad dream. Are you hiding something from me?” But he denied everything. “No, sir,” he insisted. “I guess she just made a mistake.” As if guided by instinct, Alwina held out her hands toward the boulders that separated her from Bagwis and Veronica. A white light shone in her palm then. She pointed her hand at the stones and, much to her astonishment, they began to move. Soon, the pile of rocks were following her hand around in the air until an opening had been made. Alwina slipped into the other side where she found Veronica lying half-conscious in her father’s arms. “How did you get here?” asked a surprised Bagwis. “That’s not important now,” came the reply. Bagwis took the bottles of medicine and showed them to Veronica. “Which of these should you take?” he asked. Veronica forced her eyes to open and looked them over. “This one,” she whispered, taking one of them in her hand. Bagwis then opened it and made her drink it. Her natural color immediately returned much to his relief. Aguiluz had seen the moving stones in his mind and asked if they were new powers. Salimbay explained, “No, they are not. That is one of her latent abilities. You have such powers too. As the Sugo, you have opened hidden doors of your minds that ordinary people cannot access. In time, like Alwina, you will discover them.” He then looked up at the Mulawin tree’s fruit. Aguiluz felt bored and frustrated, and impotent to help the woman he loved. What could this fruit be all about, he wondered, that he had to keep watch here and do nothing else? All he could see was a lump of white stuff covered in a bluish-white glow. “What will come out of that fruit, Mother?” he asked impatiently. “I do not know,” she admitted to him. “I only know that you are the one charged with guarding it.” Aguiluz sighed heavily and said, “I suppose it’s important all right. It must be so important that Alwina and I have to be separated.” In Avila, Lourdes was showing Gus and Wis the humble but pretty little house the Mulawin had built for her on Dakila’s orders. She could not help but worry about Alwina and Bagwis, however, and just as they were talking about them, Tuka came running with news. “Alwina’s coming!” she said. Lourdes and the children hurried out to welcome her. A silent and distant Alwina met them. She hugged them, but when asked about her true parents, she made no reply. Then, Bagwis came into sight with a young woman in his arms that Lourdes had thought she would never again lay eyes on. Lourdes looked on speechless at Veronica, who looked exactly as she did on that day Rasmus had pushed her into the ravine: with long, ebony-black hair; round eyes; and simple but attractive features. She had not changed at all. It was hard to believe that this was the same ferocious Ravena queen they had all feared and loathed. Veronica opened her eyes slightly and said, “Lourdes… I thought I’d never see you again.” “She’s still weak,” Bagwis said of Veronica. “Will you take her into your house, Lourdes?” The woman nodded and put Veronica’s arm over her shoulders. “Of course,” she said. “Alwina, will you please follow us?” Alwina regarded them all with cold indifference. “Sorry,” she answered, “I have to go back to the Mulawin tree.” Before they could say another word, she had left their company. Rasmus flew away from Halconia firm in the belief that he had destroyed everything left in it, including Veronica. If everything my father and I built will be wiped out, he thought, it would better if you were all wiped out along with them. Now that everything he had cherished before was gone, it was time to make a new beginning. Rasmus’ heart probably did not intend to love again – what a total waste of love and devotion Veronica had been! – but his mind was set on rebuilding the fallen Ravena kingdom. Other than that, what reason could he have to go on, anyway? “Everything I had is gone,” he said to himself. “Even Vultra is gone. But my father and I still have one last thing left.” Ravenum had hinted at this ace hidden in the folds of his sleeve before. “If the Sugo reach the tree, the Ravena race will disappear and I will become a powerless spirit,” he had told his son. “But if we can have the gem of the Diwata, I can have a body again. Steal that hiyas in Encantadia then meet me at the foot of the Mulawin tree. We will steal its fruit then! The Ravena will rise again!” “If I have to barge into the door of Encantadia to get that hiyas, I will do it,” Rasmus vowed, “if only to take back what rightly belongs to me and my father.” But there was a serious problem: No ordinary being could enter the fairy-realm. How could he steal the precious gem? Hmm, perhaps, if they had an Encantado with them, it could be done. But where was he going to find one? Ah, of course! That young lad… the son of Habagat who had come back from the dead! Rasmus grinned to himself. There was the key! “Where are you?” he called out to someone. “I know you’re there. Come out!” A silhouette appeared before him. “Are you ready to go back to Avila?” “Why?” the other person asked. It was the voice of a young man. “We have an Encantado to abduct,” Rasmus said to him. The war was not over yet; the Ravena still had one card left that could turn the whole game around.
 

5 Comments:

Blogger South Rock said...

The "order" or "balance" that needs to be restored is the balance between man and nature. It was the loss of this balance that brought forth the Ravena race, anyway. Something feels wrong with the story because it seems to be losing sight of the true origin of evil and conflict. It is not the Ravena, or the Mulawin who chose to become Ravena. It is the human race.

Used to be that people - natives - took from Mother Nature only what was necessary to their own survival, and they respected other creatures. It is not like that anymore, and long-time viewers of the show know that this was the reason why the Mulawin civil war brok out. So if there is "order" that needs to be restored, that shoudl be done to the humans. It is the humans who need fixing because, you know what? Even if the Ravena are exterminated for good at the end of the story, they will be back if humans don't change. Sooner or later, another Rasmus will want to declare war on the lowlanders and take the matter to the Mulawin Council. Sooner or later, his cause will win the vote. Sooner or later, more Mulawin will join him and they will break away again.

It is fitting that humans can become Ravena and vice versa, because it is really humans who sow the seeds of wickedness that eventually become the Ravena. It makes me wonder why the Mulawin tree and its keepers do not address this problem.

1/17/2005 07:40:00 AM  
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1/18/2005 11:21:00 AM  
Blogger South Rock said...

I sent you a PM at PEX, moderator. Sorry, I'm not used to sending greetings to movie stars. I hope you get to pass it to him on his birthday. Thanks. He shoudl know he has a lot of fans here. Best wishes to your firend and his brother! :)

1/18/2005 01:03:00 PM  
Blogger cynically hopeful said...

u have issues with humans, SR? :P i dunno if i mentioned this before, but how about dakila telling the history of how the whole thing started? the present generation of humans must not be accused of the sins of the past generation, but it is also wise that the future generation be warned from making the same possible mistakes.

maybe like LOTR (in the end), the humans can sing legend songs, keep a record, or make zarzuelas (?) to keep them reminded of the history, the costs of war, and the lessons of friendship and of taking care of the environment.

1/20/2005 12:03:00 PM  
Blogger South Rock said...

CH,

How it all started has already been adequately explained by Bagwis and Rasmus.

The first part of the flashback was told by Bagwis to Alwina when the two were still getting to know each other in the Perico territory. Bagwis told her that some Mulawin got angry with the lowlanders because of the heavy deforestation. So these Mulawin - including Rasmus - took the matter to the Mulawin Council. Rasmus wanted to launch a war against the humans to punish them for encroaching on the Mulawin territory and destroying the forests. Ravenum and Dakila were part of that Council. Ravenum voted in favor of his son's cause because he, too, wanted to defend Avila against greedy humans. But Dakila opposed it saying Mulawin must not wage indscriminate violence. He urged Bagwis to do the same. Bagwis went with the Mulawin army, anyway. BUT he argued with Rasmus on the way so Ravenum got shot. The other Mulawin including Bagwis retreated. Rasmus was left behind with his father's corpse. His dad died saying, "Ipaglaban mo ang lahi natin."

Rasmus vowed to take revenge and thus, his rebellion began. He formed a subversive group of Mulawin. Bagwis later admitted to Alwina that it was all his fault.


In the next episode, Rasmus was having a flashback of his own. He was pissed off because Ravenum had humiliated him in front of all the Ravena by promoting Habagat as Army Chief. (If you must know, Ravenum got mad at him when his son went sulking on account of Vultra's absence.) Rasmus could not understand why his father did that, when Ravenum owed him his very existence.

Ravenum had said that Habagat would make a better leader because he did not waste his time on silly things such as love and family. Rasmus said it was love that made him bring back his father in the first place.

What he did was, he used a berdeng binhi to resurrect Ravenum. But Ravenum came back as a spirit, not a man. A powerful spirit who transformed the renegade Mulawin to Ravena. Ever since, said Rasmus, they followed his orders blindly. One of his early commands was to plan the berdeng binhi. Hoping this would bring them an endless supply of green seeds, they obeyed. But the tree bore red binhi instead, and Ravenum said he had always known that would be the effect.

So that's it. I don't think it needs further explanation than what was already given months ago. The origin of evil and conflict lies in humans. The Ravena are the fruit of that evil humans had sown. It's like in real life. What happened in Central Luzon? Humans reaped the evil they had sown. That, quite simply, is karma.

1/20/2005 12:49:00 PM  

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