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"YESTERDAYS"_history uncaged THE MARK OF SORROW
The blood moon rose like an omen, swollen and red, casting a harsh glow through the thin curtains of Thelma’s home. The children were asleep, or so she believed, but the silence in the house was not peaceful. It was thick with tension—as though even the walls held their breath.Thelma stood before the mirror, no longer flinching at what stared back. Her eyes now carried the glow of embers, faint but steady, like a coal that refused to die. Her skin, once soft and bronze, had developed scale-like textures along her shoulder blades. It itched where wings longed to sprout.She whispered to her reflection, “Tonight, the tale changes.”Downstairs, a door creaked.She turned sharply.It was Saint. Awake again. Watching her.“Momma,” he said, “someone is here.”The knock came before she could speak. Slow. Measured. Deliberate.Thelma stepped away from Saint and descended the stairs. Her heartbeat no longer raced in moments like these. It slowed. It focused.She opened the door.A woman stood
"YESTERDAYS"_history uncaged THE FANG IN HER DREAMS
The moon was full the night Thelma dreamt of blood.It was the kind of night where everything whispered. The air seemed to carry secrets and the trees danced to a wind that had no rhythm. Thelma lay still in bed, Saint curled beside her, his tiny hands tucked beneath his cheek. The cold of Britain did not reach her; her dreams were warmer, yet not comforting. They were too alive. Too loud.She saw flames. Not just fire, but blue fire, licking the skies like it had a mind of its own. And in its heart, a dragon—not just any, but one with scales that shimmered like obsidian and eyes that carried her reflection.She stood barefoot in the sand of a blood-soaked field, her hands covered in ashes and claw marks. Screams echoed around her, but none were from her lips. Her mouth was sealed by some ancient vow she had forgotten, yet her body remembered every syllable.Then it came—the shadow figure.She had seen him once before. In another dream. Or was it in the eyes of Alex, the preacher? Or
"YESTERDAYS"_history uncaged THE FANG IN HER DREAMS
The moon was full the night Thelma dreamt of blood.It was the kind of night where everything whispered. The air seemed to carry secrets and the trees danced to a wind that had no rhythm. Thelma lay still in bed, Saint curled beside her, his tiny hands tucked beneath his cheek. The cold of Britain did not reach her; her dreams were warmer, yet not comforting. They were too alive. Too loud.She saw flames. Not just fire, but blue fire, licking the skies like it had a mind of its own. And in its heart, a dragon—not just any, but one with scales that shimmered like obsidian and eyes that carried her reflection.She stood barefoot in the sand of a blood-soaked field, her hands covered in ashes and claw marks. Screams echoed around her, but none were from her lips. Her mouth was sealed by some ancient vow she had forgotten, yet her body remembered every syllable.Then it came—the shadow figure.She had seen him once before. In another dream. Or was it in the eyes of Alex, the preacher? Or
"YESTERDAYS"_history uncaged HALF TRUTH
I found myself creeping in the lab room where the general was keeping the rest of the army, these were humans of my kind whom have been captured during the transportation into the new world where they had lied to us was a paradise where they lived and where our greater God lived. I had all had these things they said about paradise in our head and that all we could think of was to be there someday to see with our own eyes before the cold hands of death laid upon us, but from a first hand account I am telling you these people are no good. They had lied to us all along about promising future somewhere over board when we reached our destination, but unknown to us that we were never going to reach our destination any day from now. From a first hand account I could tell you that this people from the over seas were no good kinds, they had taken us to be what we never knew that we would become. Now we were slaves to them and they were masters to my kinds.The lights in the lab room was turned
"YESTERDAYS"_history uncaged WHAT TIME IS IT?
I was in the middle of nowhere when her voice brought me back to my consciousness and immediately I was conscious I was not seeing the dark smoke again. She was carrying a large saucer plate containing sea food just the usual we have been feeding from the day one on our departure from our land in Africa into the Atlantic. The content of the saucer was steaming up with little smoke into the thin air, I perceived with great pleasure enthusiastically awaited her to usher me to feast on the offering she had brought from where ever in the part of the ship these foods were being prepared. I was feeling hungry and craving for anything that is edible to ease the stomach from ache and crumbing with an angry spoon to scoop out anger and aggression you had not known was hidden in your body, this left my body desiring for the feast to take place without a haste of any kind. My mouth this time was salivating, getting the tongue sidelines and it’s edge wet and mild for intake and at that moment I c
"YESTERDAYS"_history uncaged VOICE OF THE DRAGON
“I was in the apocalypse Cortex, I saw everything that happened. Your general or who ever that is behind this should be stopped. I had seen this people eating themselves alive, they were turned into white walkers, they were alive but dead, feeding on humans and sucking up their bloods, this is no good Cortex believe me when I tell you.” I said to her.“I believe you Thelma.” she responded. “Now what else… did you see?” she asked slowly this time.I looked at her…and said to her. “After the apocalypse, I saw a man he was much more of their kind, handsome and good man…”“There are no good man, Thelma.” she cuts in.I had thoughts about my lover Afamefuna, he was a good and love able man, the father of my son, no he was indeed a good man.“No there is, but he is not here.” I opposed.“Even if there was, we are now friends Thelma, believe me too. There is no good man. The general is a man, he is no good, don’t you think so?” she smiled at me saying. “Hmm Thelma, where is this man you talk
"YESTERDAYS"_history uncaged SEVENTY-TWO HOURS
The third day was a day for collection of data from each of us that were still in the cabin. I tried as much as possible to keep accurate figures of the total number of my kinds that had embarked on this journey with them and the ones they had taken out to where nobody knows about, but then I was n
"YESTERDAYS"_history uncaged SLAVE TRADE
The journey on the dreadful ship lasted for so long about many months I was not used to keeping such accounts of figures but it was merely half of the period to season time when we first arrived the place called paradise. This was the paradise I had longed for to see how it was and its kinds that in
"YESTERDAYS"_history uncaged PRINCE CHARMING
That was how I met my handsome prince Vittorio from Italy. When I woke up form the coma the people around me told me I had been sleeping for three days without seeing each day pass by with my own eyes. The very first thought that caught my attention as I could manage to think about the whole scene
"YESTERDAYS"_history uncaged APOCALYPSE NOW
The emergence of the cold blooded ones among us whom we classified as the human eaters began in our generation on that fateful day we were all tucked up together like the sardines in the sailing ship. A journey to an unknown destination, a place where we have for years taught about where we called…
