“Aduloge, I salute you,” Nwalibe greeted as he entered the High Priest’s hut.
“Eeeh,” Aduloge replied nervously, knowing very well the purpose of this visit.
“Is your family well?”
“They are,” Aduloge replied curtly.
“And our daughter?”
“The side of a drum is not beaten when it has a surface. Get straight to the point Nwalibe.”
“It is the cock that crows at dawn, but the hen also knows it’s morning.”
“How can you possibly know the pain I’m in? I am in the fire, and I know how it burns.”
“Even in the desert, there is an oasis.”
“Seriously?”
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Dear Kwadwo,
I love the dialogue. The side of the drum…But alas, you’ve kept me breathlessly hanging on for another week. 😉
Shalom,
Rochelle
Thanks for the positive feedback, Rochelle.
A little patience and we’ll all get to know how the story ends.
See you next week. 🙂
Humm…. very curious now. Great job.
Thanks.Hope you enjoy next week’s submission.
You’ve created a powerful hook in your story, to bring us back week after week. Well done!
Thanks, Penny. See you next week.
Lively entertaining dialogue. The cock crows at morning but the hen also knows it is dawn. Great.
Thanks Jilly 🙂
The side of a drum. . . . .I like that. But my fingertips are getting sore from hanging on to the cliff week after week 🙂
I know, I know. The story is unfolding a little at a time.
Please be patient. Hang in there Linda. 🙂
Such great dialogue.
Why, thank you Lisarey.
You are truly keeping us hooked, Kwadwo. Normally, some of us are not fans of stories that go on from one week to another but this one – I await with bated breath for the next instalment!
Thanks Dale. I’m glad this story meets your approval.
A little patience, a little trust and all will be revealed.
See you same time next week.
🙂
Thank goodness for the Oasis! I enjoyed your story. Great!
Thanks Nan. 🙂