The windblown trees whistled as Akuela trudged the path through Anilisi, the sparse forest abandoned by Eguologo when the people of Animo refused to worhip him any longer. The incessant whistling was a heart-wrenching reminder of Akuela’s undying love for Odumalu, whose whistling was the signal for their occasional nightly rendezvous behind her father’s compound. Akuela’s young eyes had only seen Abrokwa twice since birth so Okumale, her eldest brother, accompanied her. In her right hand, she carried a fowl to be sacrificed for safe passage across Enoku, the capricious river goddess, who separated the east villages from the west. [100 words] |
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Dear Kwadwo,
And once more the suspense is mounting. My heart thumps as she sacrifices a bird to the river goddess, when she herself is scheduled to be a sacrifice. Good one.
Shalom,
Rochelle
Glad to have you over again, Rochelle.
Let’s see what happens next week.
The names are getting confusing but I’m still interested in the story…
Glad to hear it.
Don’t worry about the names. You’ll get used to them..
I understand…
Once again very interesting. Intrigued to know what happens next.
Hi Lisarey,
Good to have you over again.
Let’s see what happens next week.
🙂
I really hope she is going to be safe. Don’t like the idea of the bird being sacrificed but I know that must happen. Certainly hope she won’t go the same way though.
Hi Jilly,
This was a time when people deified everything so you can just imagine the number of sacrifices that were made on a daily basis.
We can only hope she doesn’t end up like that chicken.
See you next week. 🙂
I’m enjoying this journey with your characters. It takes me a bit to get all the names straight, but once I’ve done that, the story flows very nicely.
Hi Linda,
I’m glad you’re following the story keenly.
You’ll get used the names. Just give it time.
See you next week. 🙂