Once upon a time, each of us was somebody’s kid.
Everyone had a father, even if he never provided anything more than his seed.
Everyone had a mother, even if she had to leave us on a stranger’s doorstep.
No matter how we’re eventually raised, all of our stories begin the exact same way.
They all end the same, too.
Saga is the honest, sometimes jarring, sometimes funny, always beautiful (Fiona Staples’ art is amazing) story of how loss and fear is what unites us all, and what tears us apart. In the midst of so much widespread tragedy in the real world, it’s heartbreakingly relevant.
Violence is stupid. Even as a last resort, it only ever begets more of the same.