My song says I will one day leave my people. I am Comanche. Without them, I will be as nothing, Blue Eyes.Loretta stared sightlessly into the shifting shadows, watching the play of firelight. It's only a legend, Hunter. A silly legend. Hatred going away on the wind? High places and great canyons of blood! New tomorrows and new nations? She turned her face toward him. Look into my eyes. Do you see a new morning with new beginnings?He searched her gaze, and then, in a husky voice that reached way down inside her, he whispered, Yes. He drew out the word until it seemed to echo and reecho in her mind.
Loretta reflects on the weight of her heritage as she contemplates a song that expresses a longing to leave her people, emphasizing her identity as a Comanche. She feels that without her community, she would be lost. As she listens, the shadows from the fire create a somber atmosphere where the realities of hatred and pain in her history linger. The notion of hope and new beginnings feels distant and impossible, almost like a silly fantasy to her.
In a moment of intimacy, Hunter reassures Loretta by expressing his belief in the possibility of change and renewal. His husky voice resonates within her, suggesting that despite their troubled past, there is still a glimmer of hope for a brighter future. This exchange highlights the contrast between Loretta's skepticism and Hunter's optimism, revealing a powerful tension between tradition and the desire for a new path forward.
