In the final analysis, the narrator suggests that even though his experiences as a black man in white America are unique, his experiences have much in common with the experiences of all human beings.
He suggests that even though he speaks on his own behalf, Epilogue (With You Im Alive) on some level, he speaks for each of us. Whether the narrator is seen as hero or victim depends on whether he is seen literally living underground or as metaphorically living in his subconscious — whether to believe that he is hibernating or whether to assume that he is merely hiding.
In his essay "Change the Joke and Slip the Yoke," Ellison is quite emphatic about the meaning of the novel's closing scene. As he points out, the narrator's movement down into "a coal cellar, a source of heat, light, power" is not an act of "concealment in darkness"; it is "a process of rising to an understanding of his human condition. The "heart of darkness" is the jungle and the primitive, subconscious human heart.
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But he decides against it. Instead, he takes a deep breath to rein in his temper and makes his way towards the small room adjacent, where the newly discovered paintings from the Goryeo era are being kept on display for the public. His eyes immediately land on the large painting of the Fourth King, Gwangjong, and his lips purse in amusement, remembering how his friends and family had teased him about the resemblance between him and the old man.
He turns away and is about to check his phone when something else catches his attention Hajin wipes her eyes and gets up, blinking rapidly to contain her tears. The pain in her chest is still so fresh, so palpable. She doesn't know how it's possible What she had thought all along were dreams had in fact been memories.
Memories of her life in Goryeo She had been there for a good seven years. And she had fallen in love with the 4th King, Gwangjong Just the thought of his name is enough to send a fresh wave of grief crashing over her, so that she suddenly finds it hard to breathe. She closes her eyes and bumps her chest with her fist to try and get a grip on her emotions, remembering the many people nearby who would think her crazy for crying over a thousand-year-old dead man if they see her.
She has to get home. She has to know what happened to them So, Baek Ah, Jung, and even Wook Did she grow up strong and beautiful? Was she able to live the free life she had wanted so badly for her? Did she ever get married? Did she ever meet her real father? She takes a deep breath and turns, wanting to get out as quickly as possible, but before she can take even a single step forward, she bumps headlong into someone and stumbles backward.
She shakes her head and straightens up. I should have It's as though the world had stopped turning, and her heart had stopped beating, Epilogue (With You Im Alive). Her eyes rake in the sight of him. He's Epilogue (With You Im Alive) from the Prince she had fallen in love with - his hair is cut short, he's wearing a suit rather than traditional clothing, and he doesn't have a scar on his face. But he's just as tall, just as lean and just as handsome as she remembers.
His jaw is the same, his long, straight nose is the same, his high cheekbones are the same, his lips are the same Those sharp eyes that always used to smile whenever they saw her - they're the same, too. She realizes how she must look like to him and immediately lets go. She opens her mouth to say something - anything - but nothing seems to work.
She shakes her head, her eyes never leaving his face. I'm fine, I But he had found her. They had met again just as she managed to remember everything. Despite all the confusion, fear and hurt in her breast, her heart is hopeful.
There has to be a reason She quells the panic rising inside her and tries again. Think harder Again, he shakes his head, looking more confused than ever. Would you like a glass of water? He runs a hand uncomfortably through his hair, looking like he was sorry for even attempting to talk to her. The look on his face cut her like a knife. He doesn't know her. He had come over out of concern. Maybe he thinks she's crazy This is fate's way of toying with me for ruining all those peoples' lives She doesn't know she's crying again until she can no longer breathe.
She looks down just as he turns around and walks away. The pain in her chest is strong enough to make her pass out, but she doesn't dare call out to him again. She can't bear to have him look at her like a stranger. She takes a deep breath and takes one more look at the painting of Gwangjong. She commits his face to memory, to make sure her mind remembers what her heart had never forgotten.
This will be her punishment; she will carry this burden alone for the rest of her life. Her lips quiver and there's a painful lump in her throat as she says in a voice barely above a whisper, "Goodbye He stops dead in his tracks, images suddenly flitting through Epilogue (With You Im Alive) mind - a beautiful lake, a lone boat on its waters, a walkway lined with trees, fireflies on the grass, blossoms and leaves falling through the air He's frozen on the spot.
He whips around in shock to stare at the portrait of the late King Gwangjong. Even more memories race through his mind - a throne room full of people, and yet empty of life; faces of both the living and the dead; a lotus hairpin, a smiling face, a soft touch of a hand on his There it is again.
Her voice. He glances at his shoulder, feeling like she was just there; he can still feel her weight leaning on him, the comforting smell of roses on her skin filling his senses. He rubs his forehead, trying to think. Where is she? Where did she go? Rain, falling on his face.
People calling out his name in supplication. A small hand lightly caressing a scar on his face. He reaches up instinctively but feels nothing there. There is no scar. Not now. But there had been once, a very long time ago She was here. She was here and she remembered him! He turns and bolts through the open doors to the next room, almost bulldozing into the historian. There was a girl here.
He must be going crazy. Epilogue (With You Im Alive) have started to stare at him. He runs his hand through his hair in an effort to compose himself, but his heart is still beating wildly around in his chest. He has to find her.
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