lord of the flies /epifani 4

His voice rose under the black smoke before the burning wreckage of the island; and infected by that emotion, the other little boys began to shake and sob too. And in the middle of them, with filthy body, matted hair, and unwiped nose, Ralph wept for the end of innocence, the darkness of man’s heart, and the fall through the air of the true, wise friend called Piggy.

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Läste ut Lord of the Flies på tunnelbanan igårkväll och rördes till tårar av de sista sidorna. ”The end of innocence”. Åh kära värld.