Mozambique

“But in the end, there will still be a morning like this one, full of new light, and a distant voice will be heard, like a memory of before we became people. And the tones of a song will well up, the gentle lull of the first mother. This song, yes indeed, will be ours, the memory of a deep root that they were unable to wrench out of us. ¬†This voice will give us the strength for a new beginning…”

— Mia Couto,¬†‘Sleepwalking Land’ (Serpent’s Tail)