The sacred book
(Enemy Mine: the moment everything really changes, when one trusts the other, finally)
A couple of words, bad ones, apologies.
And my whole universe suddenly looked so different.
I didn't feel as lost, nor insignificant, nor powerful any longer. I just felt humble, for the first time.
All my life had been built around one purpose: to be the best among the best, to conquer and to win. To exceed the limits of excellence my parents had not even set for me.
I had even surpassed the limits of hatred towards everyone I did not consider worthy or pure enough, or just human, to be honest. My deplorable arrogance brought me to this hell to suffer, to learn, to die perhaps.
In the midst of fire, meteor showers, hunger, cold, I found the warmest and most precious reward. In a couple of minutes, my whole universe suddenly changed. Because of one gift. But what a gift!
I will treasure this brief moment, if that's the last thing I'm allowed to accomplish in this lifetime.
Because it represents more than it is. It holds knowledge - obviously - but also trust, faith, hope.
Hope that I can fill in the gap while I'm learning. The gap between his race and mine.
In just a few seconds, we did fill it already between us. Because of his gift.
His Talman around my neck!