CHAPTER 18
The ogrism tail was the only mechanism to kill the king. The king was using magical powers, in order to nail him, you need to get ogrism tail.
Getting ogrism tail wasn't easy, you have to trick the ogrism using magical powers from the calabash, just as Abednego. The second thing was to cut the tail, which wasn't easy, the ogrism have to be fed for a good period in order for them to fall asleep. There you have to use a magical sword given by the old woman, Matendechere. The training was to be conducted by the spirit men.About a moment into Abednego's training, Crasher finally broke it to him,
“I am worried about you," he said.
“Why?”
“This ogrism, from time memorial are known to be too dangerous, a smell of mortal being can't cause them to sleep, no matter how much you feed them."
“I have
CHAPTER 19The sound of untold things smashing broke her minds, the sounds of glass shattering, the ferocity of eerie screams, and the fading wail of unknown people cries.Nina stared at the woman with blank cold eyes, so cold, and slowly numbing the pain, waiting for the signs of a new day to scatter the stars back to the planets from whence they came. She couldn’t believe how the unbelievable it is, so unclear to her, indeed she was brought up by unknown neighbour's who were later killed ruthlessly by king Imboko. Though, as years went by before she got married to Abednego she knew vividly that one day she will meet her parents."Abednego will be mesmerized," she wondered. She felt something slide out her eye, pushing away crusted blood, as she thought, she would have liked to have gazed at the woman again. A clumsy breath escaped her lungs, bits of her foggy soul escaping along with it, and she couldn’t hold back a whi
CHAPTER20He stood up now, glanced at it but it vanished into a thin layer of smoke. A horrible scene he has never seen. He took off his skin clothe and threw it in the corner with his backpack. His body pulsed with this unfettered freedom. For the first time in his life, he was happy to note that the figure didn't see him. He must have stood there for what felt like hours, his skin growing taut with the cold. He drank in every image that nature had to offer. As ecstatic as he was, he was growing exhausted.Crasher had told him that the whipping wind would suck the life out of him. He now fully believed him. He carefully moved to the corner again with his backpack. He drank heavily from the jug and put his skin court on. He closed his eyes and fell asleep immediately.The positivity of his experience while he was awake hadn’t translated to his slumber. His dreams were plagued
CHAPTER 21After falling asleep he fell prey to some terrifying dreams. He came woke up well past midnight, trying to shake a vision of a gigantic demon, monstrosity crashing through the house on which he was a mate. At the sound of Matendechere screaming and the house falling down on them with a loud thud, heavy stones falling on them and crushing his fingers. his eyes opened in a chamber.He managed to fall asleep once again, but yet another nightmare came for him He was tied to the ground in the woods at night, and a man whose head was encased in a bizarre metal apparatus approached him, holding a baby high above his head. He was begging this man not to harm it, but he then stood over him, the baby crying and kicking, and without a word he slammed that poor little child down upon Abednego's left arm, undoubtedly killing the infant with the awful force of the strike. He awoke at that exact moment, a dog howling somew
CHAPTER 22The hallway ended at a short flight on curving steps. He ascended them, surprised at the din of his skin animal boots on the stone. Before him was a short corridor with a single room on each side. He moved forward. That was when he heard something, a faint musical note coming from the end of the corridor. Someone was at a piano, and from the depths of despair his heart leapt with hope.The same high G was being keyed again and again at three- or four-second intervals, meaningless. He followed the note down the corridor past closed doors bearing empty sconces. This hallway ended up ahead in a room with no barrier to entry. Holding the magic calabash high, he began to make out the shapes of furniture, and then its details. What he entered was a sitting room with two straight-backed chairs and little else. Turning and casting the beam of the lantern to his right, he beheld the origin of the music. Someone looking lik
CHAPTER 23He ran then, abandoning the women to whatever horrors fate had in store for them. Thrusting the magic calabash on the ground as he was instructed by Matendechere, he forced himself to move as fast as his feet would carry him. The worst thing he could possibly do was take a wrong turn in that accursed labyrinth, and yet it happened. Beyond the sitting room where he had encountered the woman at the piano, he went stupidly in the wrong direction, which he realized quickly when he came to an intersection that would take him either east or west from a wall on which hung a painting depicting the ogrism feasting on a woman's head. As he turned he looked behind him to quickly make certain he was not being followed.The calabash light fell across something in the shadows, something only three feet in front of his face. He had missed it in the dark. He was looking at a pair of legs, legs attached to a nude body hangin
CHAPTER 24That place he was told that he will get Ogrism food, intense forest, in an attempt to get away from it all; have always never loved the forest, as it has really taken him through a lot. As he stood there taking in the sights and scents of the forest he began to realize how long Matendechere has taken, now the place truly looked isolated this really was, which was why he chose to get out that place as fast as he could. Since his child hood, Abednego has been hearing about this evil forest called Igodo, now he is out here, deep in the forest itself, the only things he could hear were the harmonious sounds of nature.That would of course change once he is out, back in NamamaIi village. The thoughts of leaving the place struck his mind, he felt any moment and he would be attacked. As he was making his way to go, only to be greeted by a short, dark-skinned woman and a little looking person with similar features.
CHAPTER 25The next thing Abednego noticed was his arms, the only bite; regretful that she had not been there to fight dirty.Oh, how he wished that she had told him the danger that she knew lurked in those woods and why she had always stayed close to her magic.Abednego let out a sorrowful sigh as his gaze fell upon the head once again.The cannibal, the demon, the monster, the beast, the butcher. He was all these things and more.And now, after so many years, the terror of Igodo forest has beheaded the only sorcerer who was of help, poor old woman, Matendechere."There is no mercy. There is no mercy in this field." It yelled at Abednego."There is no living. There is only eating and sucking up brains, yes sucking up brains, tearing their flesh, skinning them alive," it kept on yelling at Abednego."The game is now, to bring him down, the time is ripe for Igodo forest, yes, for
CHAPTER 26Abednego kept on running, he has to catch up with the ogrism, ones they are fed the tail will begin to grow, that's when he will be required to cut it. Now the sun has set and it was incredibly bright and there wasn’t a single cloud in the sky. This had given Abednego the sad delusion that there would be some semblance of warmth to be had but the bitter cold air shattered that happy thought.He wrapped his skin clothes tighter around him, running through the woods as fast as he could. The back bag brought him feelings of claustrophobia, probably linked to the fact that it constricted his back ever so slightly.His animal skin shoes hit the wet muddy road running through the woods swiftly began.It was then that Abednego noticed her. There was a small girl, younger than the age he taught, maybe six or seven years old from her build but she was slumped in a corner next