What lays in the heart of these beings? Blood running now dull and cold. Boots sign of humanity. How a man is being tied, tortured, beaten and stabbed numerous times by these wild animals in human skin.
At first thought "are these real?". Black men selling their brothers into slavery. You could see them all battered up. Bloody venomous, all for the sake of a couple of dollars.
Subjugation beyond free will. These victims are set at auctions like animals, servants, cattle for farm work, sex toys for pleasure, heavy bags for training. They become anything in the eyes of the buyers. But they are human, they feel like you and me. They're our brothers, they aimed for greener pastures but now victims of slavery.
Say no to slavery
Say no violence
Say no to inhumanity
Say no to slavery in Libya.
Reading Children of Blood & bone . The narrative & descriptions felt so real. Whenever I got lost in a fantasy world of panthenaires, lionaires, maji, kosidans and magic I never wanted leave. Those moments felt like I lived the fiction & I wanted no escape. "Kwame brushes past me, running for the heart of the battle. He grips a dagger tight in his hands. Then he slashes open his palm. Blood magic. Horror settles into my bones. It’s like the world slows to a stop, stretching the seconds between this moment and the last Kwame will ever have. His blood glows with a white light, splashing as it hits the ground. In an instant the ivory light surrounds him, illuminating his dark skin like a god from above. When it reaches the top of his head, it seals his fate. A fire explodes from his skin. Smoldering embers rain from his body. Flames blaze around his form. The fire erupts from every limb, shooting out of his mouth, his arms, his legs. The blast towers meter...
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