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|The Nightmare (short Story) by Clarakings(f): 9:34pm On May 05, 2015|
(Kokoron...ko, a red rooster flapped its wings and announced daybreak. Okoro stood in the bush path half-crouching and darting glances as if he was expecting someone to spring from the bush. From a distance a gong is heard)
"Go..go..go..go..ngo, go..go..go..ngo, go..go..gongo"
A voice: Hear oh people! The land has been desecrated, the ancestors are sorrowful, the gods murmur in bitterness and shame. One man must pay. Our land must be cleansed. The grasses must testify and the soil rejoice. A voice has spoken.
"Go..go..go..ngo, go..go..go..ngo, go..go..go..ngo"
Okoro sighed mournfully and broke into a run. His left feet stumbled on a stone; bad omen. Again he sighed. He dusted himself and continued until an iroko tree standing in the middle of the farm drew his attention. He stopped and made towards it.
"The gods of our land you are my witness. I have done no wrong but fight for revenge. Evil stings in my ear yet have I not committed an atrocity?. Is evil a reward for evil? I fought for my brother's desecrated blood in the grave yet I am cursed. What a tragedy! Yes my hand I soiled with blood. I did it that the blood of the warrior, Gozeni will be appeased. I seek no better reward than this because Gozeni died unjustly. He had to do it. I murdered my conscience for the clan of Umuebe to suffer no more. But must I pay this price for Gozeni to cry no more?"
In a rush, Okoro felt people gathering around him. Murmurs, sighs, and pity echoed in his ears yet their faces blurred in his vision. Hands were touching him in contempt. His head spun a million times. He felt rope tighten around his neck until he went blank.
Suddenly, like a flash, the window banged against the roaring wind, the lighting drifted into the room. Okoro rolled to his left side and sat up cursing at the same time.
Okoro: There is no worse way to kill a man than nightmare. My past, my revenge waiting to clamp on me.
Cursing one more time, he examined himself feeling relieved and uncertain.
|Re: The Nightmare (short Story) by ritababe(f): 9:48pm On May 05, 2015|
Make it hot
|Re: The Nightmare (short Story) by Clarakings(f): 9:55pm On May 05, 2015|
ritababe:that's the end actually except if you are asking me to develop the story.
|Re: The Nightmare (short Story) by ritababe(f): 10:02pm On May 05, 2015|
u are joking right?
Whats the rush why not settle down and write the story very well,
this one is just like a summary
|Re: The Nightmare (short Story) by Clarakings(f): 6:00am On May 06, 2015|
|Re: The Nightmare (short Story) by ritababe(f): 8:13am On May 06, 2015|
i'wl be waiting
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