To actually be able to associate the words to the graphical element just elevates the impact of the authors tales. Its not uncommon to hear about the inhumane treatment of refugees but to have the graphics truly made an impact. It added identity to the faceless corporeal beings we imagine. Previously I had always attached this treatment with the American refugee system but now I can be tormented over the world wide mistreatment of victims.

The Dreaming was a period of time in which Spirits terraformed the land to make it habitable by humans. They warned the people not to go there, perhaps in an attempt to protect the sacred site rather than to save the boats.

Ka had spent so much time studying her father: glorifying his strength and beatifying his imperfections, that she unknowingly tries to be like him. Ka wished to be the same as her parents. Now she scratches at a phantom scar, one made of the emotional distress and betrayal of the new crushing reality.

The said foreigner was Bruce Rappaport. The man behind the Swiss American Bank, one of many banks which were formed to launder money. Quite a lucrative individual.

Ironic that the torch, a symbol of enlightenment, would be the very cause of demise for all those birds.

In this stream of consciousness we are exposed to the character of Julius. Upon discovery of Professor Saito's death- who always extended an invitation out to Julius, often engaging in thoughtful conversations- Julius is delusional enough to believe that Proffessor Saito did not care for his friendship.

This is one of the many stories told through omission. We the reader don't know exactly what led to their breakup but we are left enough clues to guess. His career could have absorbed his personal life and thus led his relationship to his downfall. While this is a likely scenario it leaves unattended the question of why she would move to San Francisco. Odds are the guitar sounds that Seth heard were Nadege and that she's moved to San Francisco to study rock music.

At this point it feels like Kerry no longer speaks to Gloria but rather to the white supremacists that shunned him. The ancestry used to marganlize him is connected to the group which claims superiority. That is why he screams in frustration that he is a part of their past, yet cast aside.

Maru certainly doesn't love Margaret in the conventional way ,or arguably even an acceptable manner. He is infauctuated with Margarets existence. He wants to control every aspect of her life and render her under his thumb. Rather than doing what's best for her happiness she takes away everything from her. The paintings she poured her heart and soul into, absolutely crushes her only friendship and true love, even her daily schedule is completely restructured.

Almost like a fairy tale these two princes, inseperable in the beginning, will one they find themselves fighting over the same woman. Moleka finds himself finally stricken with love over a woman, Margaret, and odds are Maru will be soon to follow. Two princes falling in love with a woman who, by their tribes standard, is considered the lowest being on the pecking order. If true this will completely flip the antiquated prejudice on its head as her Masarwa origins will prove irrelevant.

This night, the flee from their home to escape death, was incorporated as a part of Kapil's childhood. Night after night, on loop, Kapil was likely taught of the persecution of their people and taught to carry these experiences, this trauma with them. With this spell she hopes to break that chain of inhereted trauma.

In this tense scene there is only one emotion going through Sirajuddin, joy. The joy of finding his daughter is alive. As a third party with knowledge of the events surrounding Sakina's appearence we are able to feel anger on behalf of the father. In times of crisis we are drawn like moths to a flame of hope. In his moment of need the father trusted in the group of men, even referring to them as kin, to find his daughter Sakina. To these same men, what this crisis brought out was simply the worst in humanity.