“This tree whispers, sees, and long ago before its immense powers decayed, it used to talk to fortune-tellers and sorcerers who sought its charm in solving their client’s complex issues,” Ahmed said; his face was expressionless despite the bewilderment registered on some of our faces. “Wait, what did you say? This tree sees and whispers?”Continue reading “The Mind-Ruining Ruins”
7 min read When Daberechi offered to wet nurse Isinachi, his father Obiajulu, flatly refused. Others, clearly not his friends – he was aware, urged him to give it a try. “Over my dead body! Let the child struggle or even die. But I will not let it suckle the very teat Ogbanje1 is feedingContinue reading “A Sad Needless Pain”
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