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21 " Then I noticed it. Red and oval-shaped with a white oval in the center, like the giant eye of a jinni. It sizzled and hissed, the white part expanding, moving closer. It horrified me to my very core. Must get out of here! I thought. Now! It sees me! But I didn’t know how to move. Move with what? I had no body. The red was bitter venom. The white was like the sun’s worst heat. I started screaming and crying again. Then I was opening my eyes to a cup of water. Everyone’s face broke into a smile. “Oh, praise Ani,” the Ada said. I felt the pain and jumped, about to get up and run. I had to run. From that eye. I was so mixed up that for a moment, I was sure that what I’d just seen was causing the pain. “Don’t "
― Nnedi Okorafor , Who Fears Death (Who Fears Death, #1)
22 " I was sick of these sentiments coming out of even the people that I loved. All it took was getting them angry. This is what made my mother and Mwita different from everyone else, even Aro. In their deepest rage, no such insults ever came from their lips. Never. "
23 " But she didn’t. There were several people doing the same, just standing there watching. In this lovely town of art and culture, people did nothing when an Ewu women was dragged into a dark alley and raped. "
24 " . . . None of us were ever allowed to be that free in Jwahir.”I laughed. “You were.”She laughed, too. “Because I learned to take what wasn’t given to me. "
25 " I . . . I have no title. I was apprenticed to no one. I travel to see what I can see and learn what I’m made of . . . and for. "
26 " Oh, how our traditions limit and outcast those of us who aren’t normal. "
27 " Well into the night, we talked about nothing much of substance. Insignificance. Wonderful unimportance.See us here and remember it. "