The selection of the next Baba Lakoku was a sacred act. Only one who would enter the shrine and make it out alive could become the Baba Lakoku. Before time, it usually was a trial and error process, sometimes the selected Baba Lakoku was even not in the priests guild. Many young men were lost for the cause in those days. But since Asake, She made things easier as she could tell who it was going to be. No one disputed her judgement because she was always right. How she knew, no one could tell, who she was, remained a mystery. All they knew about her was that she had outlived about 30 generations.
Men took the courage to go to her hut but no one dared to enter. They called out from morning till eventide no reply.
Evening came and still nothing to move ahead with. The song started yet again. This time just one voice sang with intermittent scream from a second.
The men returned... worn out and disappointed. The long drawn out process of trial to find the next Baba Lakoku had to begin if there was any hope of ending this ordeal.
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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?
