EJIMA
The sun was still bashing the earth with its radiance and even though the canopies of trees tried to form a shelter of some sort, the fine sand still glittered, testifying the boundary between the two villages.
At first, Jide did not see anything, but everything slowed when a Zebra suddenly appeared from the direction of their village. Sitting on the saddle was a man, or a warrior—from the animal skin on his chest and side. He seemed to be traveling to the other side of the village, to the enemy’s camp. His features were somewhat familiar too, but it was hard for Jide to place a name on the face. The man had disguised himself perfectly, and the Hawk mask hid his eyes too, even his jawlines.
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