Chapter Nine Pages 18-19
Double-page spread! Very exciting. Full-size:
If that group on the first half looks familiar, it’s because they’re the five Beings we saw back in chapter one.
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Patrick (narration): You’re so bright and so warm. How can we not be drawn to you?
We seek you out in the darkness, and we delight in your commands.
In your love, we are comforted; with your love, nothing can touch us.
Without you, we can’t be whole.
And without your orders . . .
. . . we don’t know what to do.
Narration in fancy font: I open my mouth and pant, longing for Your commands. Turn to me and have mercy on me, as You always do to those who love Your name.
Patrick (narration): Now how can I possibly explain all that in a way these humans will understand?
Patrick (speaking): You’re all so bright . . .
Cybele hugging the pillow is so sad.
That is…there are humans who would know that speech…if, perhaps, at a slant…it isn’t so hard to know, though I could see issues with Understanding…
Also, is that Pat’s former Master – the one he broke with?
I know its wrong but in the old master one I couldn’t help but think of
“If you are going to keep humping my leg would you please not look like a man in dog ears when you do it”
Also these last two pages keep making me think of the pony vid “Anthropology”
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ijzMnFr-8Tc
… Thank you for introducing me to this. :D
Souls…beings need a soul! Being inherently soulless creatures, they see humans as being a more complete being! The question is what a being needs a human soul for?
This is a very good theory: that they lack a soul. They don’t so much NEED one as they love being CLOSE TO one – it makes them feel not-soulless. Less hollow. You know, filled with love, or something.
For some weird reason, the Cub and its master remind me of Iorek Byrnison and Lyra from His Dark Materials (might be the haircut). Probably they are completely unconnected, but still – does that mean that her iPad = alethiometer?
Oh, Cybele D:
I like the image of Miranda letting Poe protect her.
Six years later, and this page still brings me to tears.