The Anemaki survivors of the hurricane caught each other hand on foot in hand on foot. With little King Ankel’s memory in their minds, more alive than ever, saying goodbye to them one by one, tapping them with his hardened bloodstained hands, they washed up on the shore of the isle of thousand waves.

In the semicircular beach of the isle, Emil discovers the wreck of a canoe wedged in the narrow cliffs, while Ari locates waste footprints that seems to be of a wild goat. The former easily recognizes the canoe, and the latter is wondering how it is possible all to have remained intact after all so many years. It was a real mystery that one, as all other questions find their answers in the past.
The memories are very old yet Emil and Ari clearly remember their friend Micho the Last and the appearance of the extinct wild goat. They all perceive the same truth. They compose the puzzle of guilt and crimes committed by the pirates and finally connect them with their first murder. So the truth is that the wild goat had swum all the way over in the debris left by the wreckage of Micho’s kayak. The lies lie in the pirates’ claims that Micho took his own life.

The group of six after a short triple mourning was asked to find a solution to the problem of supplies and procurement. The part of the plan where the team was supposed to wait on the isle for the air supply drops ended with the failure of Trina’s, the stewardess, parachute fall on top of Oyan’s head. They may rest in still waters.
The solution, though, is self-presented by throwing stones from above in an unannounced effort to defend itself.
“Shut up like when you paddle oars! The maniac goat is above us and it is in our target now! That’s just what we needed!” Ari raises the tone of his whispers and the wild expression that his face takes, relaxes only when he hears Fuso’s voice calling him.
“Hunt, as you whisper, with no limits and go fetch Emil who is running towards the goat, he will drive it away!”

The wild goat hunt began after years again, but now the team was experienced and knew what was needed and most importantly how to get it. Very quickly, they picked up some of the debris lying around, and built some makeshift tools, tongs and levers, they used rubbers with which they banded their canoes together and then built slings for all.
Attuned they managed to tear down the goat from the cliffs. The fall caused the instant death of their eternally repressed enemy.
The fire that followed was the first fire on the isle of thousand waves and it seemed to be blessed while together with the baked animal, gave the Anemaki courage and forces that the wild seas had fiercely deprived them of.

Along with Emil’s first dry cough sound, a simultaneous corresponding one made by Reese was heard. It was but a louder one, as he asked for permission to speak. He stood up and while holding a little chunk of meat in one hand and a portable audio recorder in the other, he began to monologue.
“Tribe! You trusted me to restrain our basic instincts and I saved as many as I could from the delusions of their youth. Here then, around the fire on the side of new steep cliffs, trust me again, you’re the few remaining Anemaki.
These few hours before we complete our mission, let us eat the goat and let us remember that the storm that washed us ashore on this coast left us crippled but alive for one more day to recount our history, record our experiences and irrigate strength to continue our struggle, and conquer the summit of the isle of thousand waves!”

The floor asked for Aster, the geometer flag bearer, and then came Emil’s second dry coughing sound.
The Hierocordings continued with interventions from Ari, the courageous leader, and Fuso his brave lieutenant and additions by Jahniet, the experienced supervisor.
In Emil’s third cough, Reese’s, the neutral novelist, and Aster’s reminders were reflected while the fourth cough was interrupted and completed by Reese alone.
In Emil’s fifth cough, selfishness and pride led him away from his friends. Without him even realizing, he got drowned by a sharp clasp of the goat. When the absence of his cough was perceived by the rest, it was too late. The recordings then had to stop.