Down there, in the middle of the room, he sees a blue coffin-shaped lidless box. In the box, a person is laid, pale as a white sheet, too young to be a corpse. Through the layer of fog, it is still possible to trace his quiet beauty ... It is unsettling, almost upsetting. He knows that person. It is himself — Jack! What on earth is he doing in that box? ——— Folks have seen Brianna flying on a Targar. Folks don’t lie about such a matter. There have been murmurings, in the woods, underground. “Brianna is the one, Brianna is the one.” Brianna is the one, the one who must save the land of Taron. Teilo believes it, but the Wona people doubt it. She is just a typical teenager: ignorant, immature and, worst of all, arrogant. How could they trust her with their faith and life? A bokwa bites her, one of the most poisonous sort. She is dying. The Dome of the Oracle will cure her if she is the one, but will kill her if she is not ... ——— Dr Pentland no longer recoils each time he sets eyes on Bo. The small boy in the cylinder, the child of Prince Marcus and Princess Zelda, is carrying a unique and powerful gene that defines him as the natural ruler of the two kingdoms of Taron. That gene, that particular gene, can save Earth from its slow death. He has seen Bo being born, crawling, wobbling on his small feet and laughing with his first tooth. But he has no choice. The treatment must take place ...