Asake had just arrived from one of her very many trips to the city. She was known throughout the land for her prowess in knitting but in the city' Asake was the woman you called 'Iya alaso oke'
Asake could only however sell her things to complete strangers and if anyone had bought something from her and met a member of her village, she met her goods back at her stall the next morning.
Asake was always one of the last to arrive at the market and one of the first to leave. Everyday, she left before sunset.
Once she entered the village, it was customary for everyone to run into their homes... there were no children littering the streets... and there would be total silence.
Everyday as the sun sets... from Asake's hut right in the centre of the village where she lived, there would be a scream till the sun goes down... This day, there were 2 voices
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Ariwo
Historical FictionThe sunsets with a loud shout and the death of a damsel each day. The chief priest dies. what next for this small village?
