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Chapter: Revelações
Location: Lusitânia
Só nesta zona, três equipas meditanas: uma corta mãos, a outra pernas, a outra os olhos.
Aceito sugestões de nomes e alcunhas para as equipas. Dêem-me o vosso piormelhor.
E olhem!! É o lobo como metáfora para o Meditano que eu queria ter incluído no comic há anos mas que nunca meti porque não houve tempo narrativo para tal já que só agora é que estamos a contar as coisas de uma perspectiva lusa!
E já que estamos aqui: O Sarilho vai de férias agora para o mês de Agosto (mês no qual também eu costumo tirar férias). Portanto: a gente vê-se por aí! Volto em Setembro com uma cena final para fecharmos o capítulo em grande!
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4 Panels.
Panel 1:
Inside the tractor as they move away, the trio continues the conversation. Filipa looks stunned and the Foreigner has a hand inside his ear.
Angela: Maybe we can find someone to help us along the border - I mean, along the way?
Panel 2:
The stunned Filipa looks backwards to face Angela. She says nothing.
Panel 3:
Zoom in on Filipa's stunned face.
Filipa: You ever seen the war, girl? Do you want a summary?
Panel 4:
Different visions of black silhouttes of Meditan soldiers. They have the heads of wolves, and are attacking what looks like lusitanian silhouettes. Each of the 3 performs a different attack: the first is cutting a hand, the second a leg and the thirs one is bitting someone's eyes off.
Filipa (off-panel): Just in this general area you have three Meditan teams that go around destabilizing and pillagging everything. And those faithless, sociopathic wolves are not gonna stop and listen to you talking about foreigners, or angels, or carcasses!! They will shoot us dead! Or maybe we're lucky and they'll ust chop our hands, or legs, or gauge our eyes off instead!
Panel 1:
Inside the tractor as they move away, the trio continues the conversation. Filipa looks stunned and the Foreigner has a hand inside his ear.
Angela: Maybe we can find someone to help us along the border - I mean, along the way?
Panel 2:
The stunned Filipa looks backwards to face Angela. She says nothing.
Panel 3:
Zoom in on Filipa's stunned face.
Filipa: You ever seen the war, girl? Do you want a summary?
Panel 4:
Different visions of black silhouttes of Meditan soldiers. They have the heads of wolves, and are attacking what looks like lusitanian silhouettes. Each of the 3 performs a different attack: the first is cutting a hand, the second a leg and the thirs one is bitting someone's eyes off.
Filipa (off-panel): Just in this general area you have three Meditan teams that go around destabilizing and pillagging everything. And those faithless, sociopathic wolves are not gonna stop and listen to you talking about foreigners, or angels, or carcasses!! They will shoot us dead! Or maybe we're lucky and they'll ust chop our hands, or legs, or gauge our eyes off instead!
The Handymen, team Forest and the Seers
Gruesome images (and the art is impressive as always!), but probably not just idle propaganda from what we know (and from Filipa’s own painful memories). That the Empire would be identifying and identified with wolves is fitting given the creation myth of the ancient city of Rome which they are undoubtedly aware of!
And it looks like Nikita and others may be ravaging the lusitan countryside in violation of that now-broken(?) peace treaty. So what would happen if our trio would encounter them with a presumably zombified meditan soldier in tow, and possibly even worse, Nikita’s own brother…? ?
I’m afraid it’s properly “gouge our eyes out”. English spelling is stupid, and prepositions are always funky to translate.