EJIMA
If she was not mistaken, she thought she saw admiration in some of their faces.
Don't be so full of yourself. A voice said in her head as she picked the first stone and took her aim. To her, the target was too close, so she left the line and took some steps away from the target. Closing her eyes and feeling the wind that steered into the camp, the familiar sensation began to linger in her body. The sling in her hands was almost weightless, save for the stone that bears the weight. She was a master slinger, second only to her ex-husband, Uche. Even as she kept on releasing the stones, the grace and peace were just so overwhelming. The pain of losing everything made her keep shooting and shoot
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