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Assignment 5
- Summary:
- Analytical essay
Optimer dit sprog - Læs vores guide og scor topkarakter
Uddrag
The evening sun middled the sky like a piece of glowing coal taken out of fire and left to cool down. It held back its flames, yet made sure to cast its blazing shadows on the surroundings before it set.
I flew closer and closer to the sun, yet it didn’t hurt me to come that close. It was a cold sun, old, just like myself; and as I was starting my voyage, it was getting ready to leave for another destination.
The vast space was embraced in perfect stillness, void of any movement except for the nomadic birds passing by, greeting me with a side glance or a wag of tail.
Beneath me were scattered oil ships and fishing boats that appeared from above like puffs of cloud floating in a lower sky; a perfect reflection of my upper surroundings.
It dawned on me that I was completely alone – no humans, no nothing. I felt alarmingly free, and that scared me, and the only way to shake the fear was to keep on flying towards nowhere;
and I did it for long hours until there was no light to be seen, except for the navigational beam of the distant lighthouse, and some glowing unidentified shapes beneath me.
After long aimless flying, I gave in to fatigue. My stomach rumbled with hunger. I needed somewhere to land and something to eat. A couple of scattered boats beneath me glowed amid the darkness. One of these boats will do, I thought.
Mirette Bahgat Eskaros, “Exodus”, 2017
The evening sun middles the sky like a piece of glowing coal takes out of fire and leaves to cool down.
It holds back its flames yet makes sure to cast its blazing shadows on the surroundings before it sets. I fly closer and closer to the sun
yet it does not hurt me to come that close. It is a cold sun, old, just like myself, and as I am starting my voyage, it is getting ready to leave for another destination.
The vast space is embraced in perfect stillness, void of any movement except for the nomadic birds passing by, greeting me with a side glance or a wag of tail.
Beneath me are scattered oil ships and fishing boats that appear from above like puffs of cloud floating in a lower sky; a perfect reflection of my upper surroundings.
It dawns on me that I am completely alone – no humans, no nothing. I feel alarmingly free, and that scares me, and the only way to shake the fear is to keep on flying towards nowhere;
and I do it for long hours until there is no light to be seen, except for the navigational beam of the distant lighthouse, and some glowing unidentified shapes beneath me.
After long aimless flying, I give in to fatigue. My stomach rumbles with hunger. I need somewhere to land and something to eat. A couple of scattered boats beneath me glow amid the darkness. One of these boats will do, I think.
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