Jogo Burns Maki Novels & Stories

Rumors of wars had kept some brave men watching their families and village, but more dreadfully was the wicked spirits that patrol these woods, spirits that were known to drive men and women into eternal madness. “Torch,” Uche said and the amber glow flared into life even before Ejima could understand what he had said. “Don’t touch anything.” He gave Ejima an abhorrent look as if saying that the last words were made specifically for her. “How much further?” Amaka asked. “Just follow behind, the Ijele should be somewhere here, waiting for me.” “For you—” Amaka wanted to ask but he cut in immediately. “My bad. For us. It is waiting for us.” Again, he cut a sharp look at Ejima before turning to