A lone star had appeared in the dark empty sky, twinkling and blinking its eye at the car whose headlights were slicing graciously through the darkness. It slowed as it reached a roundabout, then circled to its left and sped on. In the looming distance, street lights stood idly about like a… Read More Malice and the god of many faces [2]
The last rays of the sun had long since disappeared behind the massiveness of the western hills. In its wake, a dark moonless night filled the sky. The air carried no sound and was cold. Godwin Oforkansi turned off the shower abruptly and stood at alert. Lines of water forming trails of… Read More Malice and the god of many faces [1]
In that lingering thread between timelessness and time Where life fades slowly like a dying chime Death stands about like a beastly black knight His aspect grave, his cold eyes a terrifying sight. There flesh flails for dear life And as the body is engulfed in thick darkness And the soul unwillingly succumbs to death’s… Read More Malice and the god of many faces [Prologue]
Ifeadigo always felt like no one understood him save Bassey. His mother always wanted him to see things through her eyes, to breathe the air she breathed and walk her path. But he wanted differently. He wanted to be recognized. He wanted to make the decisions. He wanted to be fearless… Read More Sundown [4]
“Mama!”, Nonso cried, drumming her spoon on the table. Ifeadigo’s mother snapped from her reverie, then smiled, trying to hide the sadness that was gathering over her like clouds. Not too long ago, her sky had been all sunny and colorful. But she had become overweight and everything changed. Her husband left… Read More Sundown [3]
A knock at the door made him jump. “Who is that?”, he barked through gritted teeth. “Mama said you should come out for breakfast”, Chetachi intoned and left without bothering to answer him. He cursed under his breath as her footsteps receded. I need to act fast! He straightened his face, not wanting to give… Read More Sundown[2]
Ifeadigo was in a vacuum. The chaos and noise around him could not penetrate the sorrow that now enveloped him like a shell. Time was timeless. Even the phalanx of hands pulling him from his kneeling position could not shake him from his daze. His benumbed arms held the body of his mother, now growing… Read More Sundown[1]
