Prologue
…and so Light One followed Dreamer to the edge of the world, where he could look down and see reflected in him, as in all of us, the faces of the gods. And Dreamer called up the wind to carry the gods down from heaven, and in that sacred place Light One spoke to his father and reclaimed his true name. Simba, the first lion, born of the sun.
He returned across the sea of fire to the stone that stands open like a lion's mouth, the Pride Rock. The light of the gods shone on him and the breath of the Great God, Mufasa, was in his roar. He drove out the hyena, and wrestled Dark One, called Scar, to the very jaws of hell. The fight was long, roaring like a spring river until they split the earth with their rage. Simba drove Dark One to the edge and over, and the fires of hell closed around Dark One like the jackal's teeth.
Simba led the First Pride, from whom all of us descend. His land is the land of Ayotunde, from which we are exiled until Mufasa's roar calls us home to paradise…