Ejike The Betrayal

guided only by moonlight and foolishness. Leaves whispered things they

uttered, gripping his raffia belt tighte

forest with machetes and returned without their shadows. This was something older. Somet

ke. And once it hears you

raping his ankles. Somewhere in the dark, a

he sa

a tree, pale and Shive

. "Hey! You the

re turne

not a

outh should be. Its eyes were empty

steppe

to attack but to point behind

back, the cre

where it had crouched remai

up the feather. It pulsed warm i

whisper: soft, chi

e, son of th

ke