PART FORTY-ONE: Burning wood and woody ventures: Smoking embers sputtered, before dying down. Littering soft and light ashes on the...

"I have not spoken in the dark, nor whispered in concealment. Behold the utterance, in open light...." Chioma Onwudiwe #nobloodonmyhands...

PART FORTY: Sedentary Secrets: The witch carefully opened up the neatly folded cloth. For a little over a decade, it had stayed, stacked...

PART THIRTY-NINE: The Midas rub: The woman rubbed the golden pot for the third time. Then stood by, as the coins bubbled to the surface...

PART THIRTY-EIGHT: Stolen and lost: Brightly colored tents, stood tall and straight. An imposing stance, but for their welcoming gaiety....

PART THIRTY-SEVEN: Remains by the Riverside: They heard the alarming and rustling noise again. Only this time, it was coupled with the...

PART THIRTY-SIX: Of power and possession: It slammed into her, like a shove. Slightly eroding, but dominant and forceful. Then gently,...

"I am not good at joining the problem. That is because I am busy brainstorming for a solution." Chioma Onwudiwe The two boys jumped over...

"It was a heart issue, before it was a skin problem." Chioma Onwudiwe “I don’t care about what my mother did, or said. She is dead now.”...

“Trouble is just that, trouble. But the worst kind of trouble, is the one that could have been avoided.” Chioma Onwudiwe “Do ‘let it go’,...

PART THIRTY-FIVE: The meeting of man and monster: The man observed intently, as the small offspring scampered to the other side of the...

PART THIRTY-FOUR: Going for the gold: The sleeping man heard the loud bang, then rolled over to his other side. It must be a bad and loud...

PART THIRTY-THREE: An unwelcome saga, an uninvited spouse: The palace guard crashed unceremoniously to the ground. Hurting his ego and...

PART THIRTY-TWO: Married to the mission and the mob: Ethia watched the two go at each other and wondered if they should not have been...

PART THIRTY-ONE: Rides, recollections & reschedules: Miluh the mid-wife stared in disbelief at the man sitting in front of her. All that...

I was simply helping myself to coffee, at the self-serve beverage station of my favorite café. When this symbolical occurrence that I am...

PART THIRTY: A Modern global format: Heinus quivered slightly, but not from an atmospheric cold. He would not feel a thing, even if the...

PART TWENTY-NINE Cont’d: Beside the startling waters: Reinah turned to the next sheet, on the bound parched pages that she had been...

"If we do not nourish our bodies with filth, why then do we flourish our souls with it?" Chioma Onwudiwe It was one of the many good and...

PART TWENTY-NINE: The gift that keeps taking: Smoke along with muffled echoes, rose simultaneously into the dense atmosphere of the dark...