The Tribe was gathered at the foot of the cliff, looking up at the figures coming onto the top. The Mother led the way ─ Pandora in full ceremonial dress. At her side was Epimetheus, looking self-conscious in his king's robes. One pace behind them came the King ? the Old King ? now stripped of his regalia and wearing only a tunic. He looked old and confused and stumbled slightly. The young men on either side of him took his elbows to steady him.

Prometheus watched; his ...