The Beginning of the End

The Beginning of the End

Like every disaster to ever leave a mark on the human race, it began in the blink of an eye. One would say it was an overreaction to compare this event to a tsunami or volcanic eruption but to the young man hiding in the shadows as he stared into the endless expanse of dark, […]

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Now or Forever

Now of Forever Deba

Deba is sitting in the room with her friends, giggling and jesting. Amara, her roommate is applying gel to her renegade hair strands, forcing them into a mass of sleepy black cake. Four years ago, when Deba got admitted to study Fisheries in the university, she was just as beautiful — the kind that forged […]

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PIXELATED

Pixelated

We have created alter egos. And multiple personalities. We have shattered the clear mirror of self so that the shards bounce off distorted reflections here and there. And despite what our intentions are, no matter what we believe, it is impossible to project a perfect whole when you are broken and cannot replace the pieces. […]

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We Need Crumbs!

We Need Crumbs!

When the Colosseum was built in 70 AD, Emperor Vespasian of the Flavian Dynasty knew he had birthed something beautiful, yet so evil. Rome was in turmoil, the imperialistic kingdom feared that its own people were going to rise up and revolt against its corrupt and despotic ways. The Emperor knew that something had to […]

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Tea, Anyone?

Tea, Anyone?

Lanre Ayomije had always been a queer sort of child. The kind that would stare with interest at a twisted limb, just imagining how the bones lay beneath the surface. The kind of child that grew beyond his age because of his interests. I knew he was a bit odd when he was 6, he never threw tantrums or did all those childish things, he was mature.

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False gods #8

False gods

Read Also: False gods #7 Chapter 8 : The Good Witch (Finale) “Son, the greatest trick the Devil pulled was convincing the world there was only one of him.” – David Wong My soul was pierced and I contemplated taking the easy way out. Death seemed to be the only possible end to this misery, at least […]

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We are not Angry Enough

We are not Angry Enough

We are angry, of course, we are. I mean every day comes with new records of national failure — today we are the most corrupt, tomorrow we are the country with the largest number of extremely poor people — it seems to be government’s pastime to sink us to astonishing lows. Buhari get in here! […]

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Open Confession

Open Confession

They will tell you that a kiss is a harlot’s bedchamber. That the meeting of our mouths is a sinner’s filthy prayer. That the exploration of our hands on our bodies is the devil’s excursion into the depths of hellfire. That the heat of our passion is an arsonist’s wet dream. They will tell you […]

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