The elders have said that the demon's have fled. I believe we know better. They lay in wait as they often do. The edlers claim they have been gone for fourteen cycles now. Others have said they have sen them. I have not.
The sky no longer grows dark with their ships. The ground no longer trembles their warriors. For twenty cycles, there has been no blood. No something, I know not what, but something has changed. It as the burcari on the air before the storm.
The elders say the other will come to help us again as well. I have pointed out the small ones have not themselves been here in over ten cycles. No. I am thinking we are alone now. We will continue to rebuild as we have for a generation.
Our own ships will dot the sky once again. Our own people will fly with the aruhu amongst the dark and touch the stars again. Perhaps it will be our people who achieve greatest in this next chapter.