The scorching sun beams down on the devastated village of Praso. Ananse, a young Black male superhero, stands on the precipice of his ancestral home, overlooking the desolate landscape. The once-thriving village is now scarred by open mining, polluted rivers, and the decaying remnants of a culture that once flourished. Ananse’s black sandals are covered in dust as he steps forward, the weight of history pressing heavily on his shoulders. The wind rustles the skeletal remains of ancient Onyina trees, whispering the voices of his ancestors. Dialogue: Ananse gazes out at the landscape, lost in thought. The wind picks up, and he hears a voice, faint but unmistakable—the voice of his grandmother. Grandmother’s Voice (whispering): "Ananse, remember who you are. The land speaks to us. It has always spoken, even when others sought to silence it." Ananse kneels, placing a hand on the soft, red earth, feeling the pulse of the land through his fingertips. Ananse (softly): "I hear you, Grandma. I hear you." Cut to: Flashback - His Grandmother’s Stories Prompt: A young Ananse listens intently to his grandmother’s stories about the village's past—of bountiful harvests, vibrant community, and the deep connection to the earth. She speaks of a time before exploitation, when the ancestors lived in harmony with the land. Dialogue: Grandmother (smiling, her voice full of warmth): "Before the greed, before the outsiders came with their false promises, the land gave us everything we needed. The rivers flowed clean, the crops grew strong, and the earth embraced us like a mother. Our ancestors knew that balance—knew that to take from the land, we must also give back." Ananse, wide-eyed and curious, asks a question. Young Ananse: "What happened, Grandma? Why did everything change?" Grandmother (a sad smile forming): "Greed, my child. They came with their promises of prosperity, but in their wake, they left only ruin. The land that once gave us life... is now choking on its own blood." disney inspired theme