What starts as child-like mischief and innocent secret-keeping becomes pranks, lying and, by the adventure’s climax, a threat to all of Themyscira, if not the world itself. No, rather she insists on Diana keeping her secret from her mother and all her aunts, and, worse, she seems to be an increasingly bad influence. There’s something not quite right about this new friend Mona, however, and it’s not just that she’s retained the all-gray coloring of a statue. The next day, Diana finds the new friend that she had quite literally made has indeed come to life, and for the first time ever she has someone her own age to play with. If her mother so wanted a child that she was able to create one out of clay, desire, and prayer, perhaps Diana could create a friend in the same manner. “It seems like I’m either too old or too young for everything,” Diana thinks.Īnd that’s when inspiration strikes. “We haven’t played with your dolls in forever,” she remarks “Well, I guess you’re too old for that now.” Her awkward, in-between status is illustrated in a scene in which one of her aunts-every Amazon on the island being an aunt of hers, of course-finds her sulking near her toys and picks one up. This Diana is no longer a child, but not yet an adolescent, and is therefore feeling more alone than usual.
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