The Hot African Desert
The driver narrates his experience with his co-reporter in the African desert, which creates the hot scene of Sudan's landscape. The narrator says, “Our driver, a Darfur tribesman like me, was swerving through thorny acacia bushes, working the gears expertly in the deep sands of another and always another ravine.”
The imagery of hearing
The narrator depicts the sense of hearing to readers when he says, “When so many guns are pulled ready at the same time, the crunching sound is memorable. We moved slowly out of our vehicle with our hands raised.” The narrator still remembers the scrunching sound that came from the pulled guns directed towards him.
The Rebel Troops
Abruptly, the narrator and his fellow reporter's car is stopped by the rebel group. The rebels look dusty and indicate that they have been in the forest for prolonged fighting. The narrator writes,” These men were rebel troops: their uniforms were but dirty jean: ammunition belts hung across their chests; their loosely wrapped turbans, or shals -headscarves, really-were caked with the dust of many days' fighting."
Imagery of sight
The narrator vividly designates the dark happenings of Darfur and the effect of war. The reader can visualize the horrible scenes of what is taking place. The narrator writes, "Many of them have seen their families murdered and their villages burned. You can imagine how you would feel if your hometown were wiped away and all your family killed by an enemy whom you now roam the land to find and kill so you can die in peace."
