Agbara eniyan kan (the strength of one man)

CHAPTER 3

The clouds scattered under the evening sky, the sun trickled down in the spaces between them, the smell of spice and dust lingering in the air, the dry season had come early this year leaving all the trees and plants dry and crusty, a small wooden chair placed at the very centre of the field beckoning me closer.

It looked to be empty, so I came closer, not fully knowing why I was there, I had never seen it before, it felt so familiar, yet foreign at the same time. It seems as though it took me but two steps to get there, or the ground shifted beneath my feet.