In the story, Dawn is at that particular age when you start to shed the childhood notions of fairness, and the creeping menace of cynicism starts to show up.
now while her life so far might have ground a lot of the foolishness out... there is still a certain romanticism in fighting for a lost cause, warding the light against the shadows.
Now, she is starting to realize that a lot of the people outside of the extraordinary people she calls friends are somewhat different, and compare to them very poorly.
Or, as Heinlein said it best:
"What did I want?
I wanted the hurtling moons of Barsoom. I wanted Storisende and Poictesme, and Holmes shaking me awake to tell me, "The game's afoot!" I wanted to float down the Mississippi on a raft and elude a mob in company with the Duke of Bilgewater and Lost Dauphin.
I wanted Prester John, and Excalibur held by a moon-white arm out of a silent lake. I wanted to sail with Ulysses and with Tros of Samothrace and to eat the lotus in a land that seemd always afternoon. I wanted the feeling of romance and the sense of wonder I had known as a kid. I wanted the world to be the way they had promised me it was going to be, instead of the tawdry, lousy, fouled-up mess it is.
- Oscar Gordon, "Glory Road" "
now while her life so far might have ground a lot of the foolishness out... there is still a certain romanticism in fighting for a lost cause, warding the light against the shadows.
Now, she is starting to realize that a lot of the people outside of the extraordinary people she calls friends are somewhat different, and compare to them very poorly.
Or, as Heinlein said it best:
"What did I want?
I wanted the hurtling moons of Barsoom. I wanted Storisende and Poictesme, and Holmes shaking me awake to tell me, "The game's afoot!" I wanted to float down the Mississippi on a raft and elude a mob in company with the Duke of Bilgewater and Lost Dauphin.
I wanted Prester John, and Excalibur held by a moon-white arm out of a silent lake. I wanted to sail with Ulysses and with Tros of Samothrace and to eat the lotus in a land that seemd always afternoon. I wanted the feeling of romance and the sense of wonder I had known as a kid. I wanted the world to be the way they had promised me it was going to be, instead of the tawdry, lousy, fouled-up mess it is.
- Oscar Gordon, "Glory Road" "