He found himself standing in a vast circular chamber. The walls were made of sky— no stone, no earth, just flowing constellations that pulsed gently, each star moving …
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By: Yusuf Abiodun Wasiu (Literatus) The dawn that followed Akànní’s departure was unlike any other.No rooster crowed. The river ran slower, as though mourning. Even the wind that …
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By: Yusuf Abiodun Wasiu(Literatus) THE DREAM THAT WOULD NOT END The dawn was late that morning.In Ìlẹ̀ Àmọ̀tẹ́kùn, the light did not burst from the east as usual …