Haân (70 mm)

Haân looked around anxiously, striding quickly in the night's shade. The savannah was loud in its silence.
Never could he have imagined walking this way, eyes gaping in fear.
Haân walked for many days, many nights. Hunger and thirst gnawing at him.
He finally recognized the silhouettes of the great protecting baobab; he discovered the noble red-spotted foliage of the centennial acacia.
Aahl's cabin was opening its doors to him.