Rahan. Episode 117. By Roger Lecureux. The Guardians of the Past. A Puke (TM) Comic.

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Rahan.
The son of the ferocious ages!

Episode One hundred and seventeen.

By Roger Lecureux, drawn by Andre Cheret.

The Guardians of the Past.

The son of Crao made a very curious discovery that morning.
The skulls hoisted on bamboos seemed to protect the strangest of stumps.

Will Rahan meet a clan that worships trees?

His surprise grew even greater when he found that the section of.

This stump, perfectly polished, was bristling with fine arrowheads.

Suddenly.
Alert! Alert! He is an envoy sent by the "ungrateful"!
Let us not let him destroy the "Memories of time"!
We will not let you violate our past, "Hair of Fire"!
The old men who approached were exhausted.

Page Two.

But they still found the energy to cling to the son of Crao and knock him down.
Back! Rahan does not fight with "Those-who-walk-upright." Even less with the "Fathers of their fathers"!

And above all, they probably have not eaten anything for days and days!
The old men persisted.

Forcing Rahan to react. He easily overpowered two of these men, as weak as "little men."
Since the clan of the ungrateful sent you to kill us. To kill us!

Kill us all! And the past will disappear with us!
Your own past will disappear forever!

Rahan does not understand a word of your speech, old man!
But he understands that you are dying of hunger!
You will explain to him soon after he has hunted for you!

Shortly after. The stalking did not take long. A young buffalo emerged.
These unfortunate people do not even have the strength to hunt anymore. Oh!

Page Three.

Attack "Two-horns" attack! Yes. Like that.
The animal charged at the first challenge of the son of Crao.

But the spear slipped on the hard skin and.
Argh!

You defend yourself well, "Two-horns”! But you will not fool Rahan twice!
The buffalo, head down, again charged furiously at the man.

Argh!
A little later.
Hum, Rahan should have chosen lighter game!

Leaning on the vines, Rahan advanced only step by step.
He thought about cutting up the game that was too heavy.

When.
The stranger with the "Hair of Fire" hunts on our territory!
Let us Kill Him!
Those who were now attacking him were young hunters of fifteen to twenty years old!

Page Four.

Wait! "Fire Hair" is still young. He could almost be one of us!
If he leaves "Two Horns" to us, he can go in peace! That is Gohang's opinion!

No! Rahan killed the "Two-horns" to bring him back to some unfortunate old people who are dying of hunger, ten arrow-shots away!

And he will bring it back to them!
Ha-ha-ha! Do you hear?
Rahan feels sorry for the old ramblings!

Gohang, who was supposed to be the leader of the young clan, exclaimed with contempt.
These old people have reached the edge of the "Territory-of-Shadows"!
They have become useless!

Rahan does not think so!
So too bad for you!
The pack attacked the son of Crao!

The fight was very different from the one Rahan had fought previously.
These young hunters were lively and vigorous.
Argh!
Page Five.

Ten times Rahan was mastered. Ten times he broke the embrace.
Vlang, Ogh!

Curiously, his opponents quickly showed signs of fatigue.
Which he took advantage of!
Faced with this tornado, these young hunters suddenly fled.

Not you, Gohang!
You are going to stay with Rahan!

And you will help him bring the "Two-horns" back to the "Ancients"! Otherwise!

This is why, shortly after.
Why do you and yours hate the old men so much, Gohang?
We do not hate them. We despise them!

We despise them because they no longer have the strength to hunt!
Because they are useless to the clan! Because they only ramble on about the past. Their past!

Page Six.

Rahan's return was welcomed by the elders.
You kept your promise!
Thanks to you we will regain some of our strength!
But what are you doing next to "Fire-Hair", Gohang?!

He forced me to help him! But we will meet again!
And one day we will burn your cursed.
“Stump of memories!”

They were already starting to cut up the buffalo.
This is the first time we will eat a "Two-Corns" since our young hunters decided to abandon us!

And now they dream of destroying the "Memories of the past."
The old man pointed to the stump bristling with flint points.

Long ago, in the time of our fathers' fathers' fathers, there stood in this clearing a gigantic tree.
But one day the "Fire from Heaven" fell upon it, splitting it from top to bottom, like the axe of an angry god!

Page Seven.

Later, our distant ancestors cut down a stump and, over the seasons, polished it with stone scrapers.

For they had discovered the mystery of the growth of trees!
Every time the "Season-of-green-leaves" returns, the trunks are wrapped in a new layer of wood.
Thanks to these "Layers", we can know the age of a tree!

So this one must have been born in the mists of time.
The son of Crao discovered this new secret of nature.

And our ancestors had the idea of entrusting the history of our clan to this stump!
Each arrowhead represents a major event. This one for example.

Represents the season when the clan's sorcerer succeeded in chasing away a terrible disease that was decimating the youngest.

This indicates the season when our hunters came up with a new way of tracking the "Two-tooths"!

Page Eight.

This flint-marked stump was perhaps the first "Calendar" in the history of humanity!
But what do you call what each arrowhead represents!?

Our sorcerers have always been the "Guardians of the past", The "Memory of the clan". Before their death, they pass on all their knowledge to the one who succeeds them.

And who, today, wants to know?
Me.

Never, without doubt, had the son of the wild ages encountered a sorcerer so simple, so modest!
Alas a few moons ago, the young ones of our clan abandoned us, they despise our past!
Only the "Present" matters to them!

They are lively, dexterous and vigorous!
For them, the ancients have become useless beings, who only have to join the "Kingdom of Shadows" as quickly as possible!
Rahan knew how to hide his emotion. And.

Gohang and the young hunters are stupid! Rahan will convince them!

Page Nine.

The son of Crao easily found traces of Gohang.
Leaping from thicket to thicket, he followed them for a long time.

Suddenly.

Still dazed from his fall, Rahan heard Gohang shouting orders to his men.

And Gohang appeared!
Ah-ha-ha-ha!
You are as stupid as the "Old," Rahan!
You are agile enough to get out of this pit. But let this be a lesson to you!

Only youth and strength are competent, brothers!
And the "Old Ones" too often humiliate us with their authority, their past which they speak of without cease!
Let us burn the "Stump of memories."

The young hunters had set off. But.
But what is going on, brothers?
What is wrong with you?
Some were staggering strangely.

Page Ten.

The son of the fierce ages, in fact, freed himself quite easily from the trap.
Burn the stump of memories! The young people of the clan have gone mad!

And the "Ancients" could do nothing against their fervor!

Rahan must prevent this!
It is necessary! It is necessary!

Let us go brothers! Let us burn the past!
When Gohang and his men appeared, waving torches, the worried old men retreated into the jungle.

Well. What are you waiting for?
A vociferous pack surrounded the stump.
But some, here and there, collapsed, groaning.

That was when Rahan appeared.
You are behaving like stupid young wolves! Rahan will not allow it!

Striking relentlessly, he forced his way to the stump.
Put out those torches! Listen! Listen to Rahan!

Page Eleven.

On this base is engraved the history of your clan, of its past! And this past is yours!
The torches were flying and Rahan had to strike again.
But.

It was less under his blows than under the effect of a mysterious illness that the young hunters collapsed.
Argh!
Rahan was confused.

Gohang was soon standing alone. The old men emerged one by one.
You. You. You have launched the "Evil spirits” against us!

No Gohang! It is the disease that hits you!
The same disease that hit us after eating blue fruits Ten times ten seasons ago!

We all nearly joined the "Shadow Territory."
Blue fruits!? They all ate them this morning. Everyone. Except me!

So they will die Gohang!
And their youth, their vigor will be of no use to them!
Gohang looked at his companions moaning on the ground. He was pale.
Page Twelve.

Rahan became mischievous.
Yes Gohang, they will die! Unless this old rambler tells us how he and his people got out of it.
Ten times, ten seasons ago!

The sorcerer rushed to the stump and, leaning over, observed a flint.
Wait. I remember. Yes. I remember.
The elders brought back from the wall some water lily roots that they crushed.

Their juice cured us almost immediately!
You see that the experience of the elders is useful, Gohan!
And now.
If you want to save your people, follow Rahan!

Gohang and the son of Crao went to the nearest swamp.
Knowledge of their past is essential for "Those-who-walk-upright"!

Rahan was pulling up water lilies when.
Argh!

A snake stood up, right beside Gohang, who was about to flee.
Do not move! Do not move at all!
Rahan must have been right on target.

Page thirteen.

Ra-ha-ha! Oh!

Rahan knows these snakes well. If you had of moved, you would have died! You see that too, it is experience!

The old men soon after, crushed the roots, and pounded certain herbs into their juice.
Yet another secret that they fortunately remember.

And all the secrets of the clan, all the knowledge of the clan is there.
On this stump that you wanted to destroy!
Gohang did not say a word. And watched the elders who were busy.

With his young companions.
The effectiveness of the drink was such that these.

Quickly regained their spirits.
They are saved! Saved as we once were!

Page Fourteen.

You have cast a bad spell on us!
But we will not be chased from this territory!
Argh!

From all sides, taken up by their blind anger, the young people threw themselves after the old people.
Stop!

Stop! Gohang orders you!

It was not the "Evil spirits" that knocked you down, but the blue fruits, which we did not know were poisonous!
The son of Crao, smiling, put down the bamboo with which he was preparing to intervene.

The "Ancients", on the contrary, cured you thanks to a drink of which we know nothing!
For the first time Gohang had used the word "Ancients" with respect.

Gohang has just come to understand many things!
"Fire-Hair" was right when he said that we were carrying on like stupid young wolves!
No! Rahan was wrong!

Page Fifteen.

Because even young wolves remain faithful to their pack!
You will understand that the passion and strength of youth leads nowhere.
Without.

The wisdom and experience of the elders!
You will now respect the "Stump-of-memories", which tells your story!

And one day, when you too are old, you too will be the guardians of the past!
You will pass on your knowledge to your children!

The same emotion had taken hold of the young and the old.
Gohang had just broken the point of an arrow.
What are you doing Gohang!?

He planted it in the stump.
Every tip represents a great event for the clan, yes?
So, this one.
Will mark the day when the good spirits sent you to our territory, Rahan!
This time it was the son of Crao who felt overcome by emotion.