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The Weaver's Apprentice

Author: Dewumi Ezekiel
last update publish date: 2026-07-18 19:42:26

The first story had settled into my bones like an old friend.

I felt it with me always, a warm presence at the back of my mind, a gentle reminder of where everything began. But even as I carried it, I felt something else stirring. A presence that was not content to simply exist. A presence that wanted to create.

It came to me in the quiet hours before dawn, when the world was still and the stars were beginning to fade.

You carry the first story, a voice whispered. But you have not yet woven it
Dewumi Ezekiel

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