After the fires, came the floods...
and then the freezing.
The world as you live it, ceased to exist.
Few survived. And yet... There is hope.
Fate put us in the way of a magical child...
I call Sumi.
Sumi had been raised by mama bear beyond the treeline,
and lived without human contact.
The star would call out to them.
To follow.
You could see in Sumi's hands.
How they would talk.
Theirs was a language foreign to me...
Different from yours that I speak now,
or even my own. This language of nature...
of the bear... and of the trees Sumi would soon meet.
When Sumi and mama bear left the refuge of the barren lands
it was to follow this elusive star...
which would appear night or day.
The star guided them towards the treeline, towards humans,
and inevitably towards danger.
But, also destiny.
Hmm...
- Wha!
Ah!
Wha!
- Ha ha ha!
Oh!
Ah!
- Hey!
Oh!
Ah...
Polaris.
- Po...la...ris...
- Polaris.
- Po...laris.
- Polaris.
- Pola...ris...
- Polaris.
- Wahoo!
Ah!
Before I got here, someone cut out my heart
and I died.
I thought that was the end...
but, instead it was the start of a new beginning.
We didn't speak with words.
Hers was a language of action...
of instinct and intuition.
Sumi was connected to something greater.
- Polaris!
Polaris!
- Po...laris?
- Polaris!
- Polaris.
- Oh!
The star was no longer calling Sumi to follow.
It was calling Sumi to join.
- Polaris.
Now, Sumi and mama bear have reunited in the night sky.
Their light brings hope to this cold world.