Dance of the Water Bearer_Howling_It wasn't me!_Ifedinma
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Dance of the Water Bearer
Under the heat of three suns, eager eyes watch the horizon in anticipation. Sweat pours down their dirtied faces and their chests heave as they draw in hot air, coughing as it hits their parched throats. They try to wet their dry lips only to flinch at the rough, cracked texture. Though unbearable, they wait with optimism, squinting beneath the bright glare. Humid wind blows around them, offering a small, barely noticeable break in the heat. The people of Tahla have gotten used to dry lips and parched throats. Tahla sits in the south of Astor, beyond forests that offer cool reprieve from the s...
Howling
He slowly opened his eyes, his vision slowly breaking the blur. His head ached with a sharp pain making his stomach twist in knots. He was going to throw up, but he wasn’t sure if it was from the pain, or the horrendous smell that resonated from around him. He lifted his head and peered around at his surroundings. A singular lamp swung above him like a pendulum, illuminating a metal table adorned with leather straps and dirty rags. His gaze lowered to the floor where a thick pool of crimson liquid laid spread out around the table’s legs. Blood.He kicked himself backgrounds in horror, scrambli...
It wasn't me!
The dread in the pit of his stomach consumed him like a wave of sickness, as morning broke. Hitting his alarm to snooze, he rolled over into the warmness of his pillow and drifted back to sleep. The morning sunlight was peeping through the curtains and the morning songbirds were already humming their merry tunes. As Philip's alarm sounded off again, it reminded him of his responsibility to be and adult and actually rise from his www.onedoor.ccpit to begin the day. With a large yawn, he pulled back the duvet and stared up at the ceiling. Could today really be worse than yesterday? Long hours, low pay, why bo...
Ifedinma
The afternoon Ifedinma agreed to meet him in his other office, some place located in the heart of the capital city, outside the campus environment, was the afternoon her troubles began.She had politely lifted his hands from the bare part of her thighs where her gown had failed to cover and had wanted to tell him she was a Sunday school teacher and an usher in her church, but for certain reason uncertain to her, the words suddenly felt heavy to say and she ended up muttering things inaudible to even her own hearing. "You're truly an epitome of beauty...erm... what's that your name again?" Profe...