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Blood, Spirits and Promises – 3 of 3

*Iru, I think the boy is ready to die.* Otu said wryly. *Silence,* Iru reprimanded. *Ejani, it is time to end this. We can defeat the Ikure.* Ejani shook his head, too tired to speak or think. *We can.* Iru assured him. *Everything has a pattern. Look closely.* Ejani tiredly glanced about, there was nothing … Continue reading Blood, Spirits and Promises – 3 of 3

Blood, Spirits and Promises – 2 of 3

*You know you can let me take over your body, Ejani,* Otu said coyly, *Wouldn’t you want to move that fast and effortlessly, let your mind rest for a few moments. You are exhausted, are you not?* Ejani felt a sudden heaviness come upon his limbs and he stumbled for a moment, almost falling over. … Continue reading Blood, Spirits and Promises – 2 of 3

Blood, Spirits and Promises – 1 of 3

Ejani jerked awake, eyes wide and disoriented as his mind struggled to become fully aware. “Wake up, Eja!” Small arms grabbed him by the shoulders and shook him violently. “You must wake up now, Eja. We have to leave the hill.” Ejani brushed the hands off his shoulders irritably and pushed himself off the mat, … Continue reading Blood, Spirits and Promises – 1 of 3

Yayabe and the Child – Part 3 of 3

Yayabe and the Child – Part 3 of 3

Nda had risen high up in the sky by the time Yayabe reached the dwelling from where he had first taken the child, already tufts of  darkened clouds drifted across Nda’s whiteness. It watched from behind a tree, its form no longer so small that it could conceal itself behind the bushes. Before going back … Continue reading Yayabe and the Child – Part 3 of 3

Yayabe and the Child – Part 2 of 3

Yayabe and the Child – Part 2 of 3

At that moment, Yayabe realized the uneasy feeling that had been welling up inside it. Fear. That overwhelming feeling of fear that it had become so accustomed to back in Wajida. Yayabe cursed itself. A few moments upon the surface of Mba had already dulled its senses. Back in Wajida it would have long since … Continue reading Yayabe and the Child – Part 2 of 3

Yayabe and the Child – Part 1

  The soft earth bulged, shuddered and rose until it broke out in cracks, breaking into clumps of damp soil. Through its cracks seeped a fetid stench that coloured even the night’s air with sallow wisps. What seemed like hands pushed through the seeping sore on the ground, pulling along a malformed dark mass that … Continue reading Yayabe and the Child – Part 1

Come your Flame ,Come .

Come your Flame ,Come .

Sometimes. When I look at you I see those patches of grey you have been hiding from gooses around here,believing they won’t understand a dot of it .I’m the only one who can really see the obvious in you because this mirror don’t lie. The only time it flaws us -is when it deluded us … Continue reading Come your Flame ,Come .

The Man With A Darkness Complex

The Man With A Darkness Complex

Monday morning vacation was due, woke up very early as i watched the veil of light-over-darkness grew my mind being conscious of that (the fear for the dark flew)…kuku ruku (the chicken crewed). At that moment i wished it would be day all-through; Cherish the day-light like rubies and cookies but many never understood saying … Continue reading The Man With A Darkness Complex