Through the night, and early hours of the morning, Nalia finds herself engaged in a lucid dream. That she is knitting a tale in pink honey comb pattern. This tale describes the ominous conditions of her brother and many fateless mates fleeing the Lost Winds; a village they call home. There are dangers looming ahead. The people of Lost Winds are afraid of persecution and death. Nalia dreams about her own life too; what it could have been, but is not. Her mates are on a boat called the Blue Moon. On a raging sea they brave through treacherous passages, to seek a new land for asylum. Finally, they reach the shores of Draviland, whose citizens speak Kroll. But grave danger lurks here as well. Will there be peace after all? For these hapless travelers have scoured the surface of the planet in search of it. Nalia continues to dream of an ending in which an ultimate world is painted, almost a utopia for herself and her mates.
Set on a fantasy land, the narrative takes place entirely on one night. It has been written in a stream of consciousness style. A technique pioneered and used by many authors such as Dorothy Richardson, Virginia Woolf, William Faulkner and James Joyce.
starsIntelligent, Captivating, Satisfying
ByJoseph Fergusonon August 18, 2016
Format: Kindle Edition
On a planet with two moons far in our future, not much has changed. Poverty and political corruption are rampant, religious discord still divides humanity, and immigrants seeking a better life are feared and shunned.
Moirae is a dense book packed with literary allusion, existential crises, and personal and public tragedies, told through a unique blend of narrative and stream-of-consciousness styles, tinged with moments of magic realism.
Ahmed enhances the stream-of-consciousness segments by eliminating all punctuation, turning sentences into double entendres depending on where you think they should end. “You stupid fool why did you lie so Tell them the truth…” This technique also forces a closer read than if supplied with all the usual markers.
The story follows the plight of a number of characters forced by circumstances to leave their homelands, or commit acts of desperation. It is the story of escape: by boat, or by madness; from one hell to another; from a clear-cut problem, to an empty Kafkaesque nightmare. Simultaneously celebrating the human spirit, while allowing capricious fate to rule, the author elevates the plight of the poor to Greek Tragedy; even, at times, supplying choruses drawn from ancient theater.
An intelligent tale requiring a high level of reader participation, Moirae captivates and satisfies on multiple levels.
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