A Twinkle After the Dark Sleep

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“It felt like it was the worst fire in history,” Anali Q tells me.  “It started in East Sumatra and encompassed over 14,000 sq. miles. I’ll never forget that year…1982”

I notice her expression change as if her mind began to drift off.  Maybe she was reflecting on this tragedy.

“Leah, it was so devastating. You couldn’t imagine the screams echoing from my people.” I notice a tear roll down the corner of her eye. “Even though most of us were still buried underground and in a coma-like state, we could still feel the pain of the earth.”

“But this tragedy only made us stronger. What we didn’t realize is that the build-up of vegetation had actually prevented our seeds from germinating and stopped the growth of new trees. The result of the fire was that our species began to rejuvenate rather quickly. New flowers that hadn’t been polluted by Chûdra’s Sufna formula sprung up, and an entirely new pollination began. We survived, but also through this tragedy we learned a vital lesson.”

She turns to me now, dry eyed and firmly focused. “But I’m tired of telling stories today, Leah,” she says “now is a time for action.”

A PROFILE OF ANALI Q / Gouache, Graphite, Chalk / 5.5″ x 8.5″