The Stolen gods Episode 3

Written By : Remi The Writer

..... Obache village was enveloped in total dårkness, that seems to grow thicker and more oppressive.

Lanterns casted feeble glows against the encroaching shadow of the villagers.

They whispered among themselves, their voices hushed with urgent, with their lanterns, as they tried to make sense of the strange occurrence that had visited them in broad daylight....

The king grew concerned about the ëerie occurrences in the village, he was about summoning his guards to go consult mmuo in his hut.

But the village elders, who had visited Mmuo earlier, arrived with their flickering lanterns and unsettling news.

"Greetings, Your Highness," they bowed.

"We went to Mmuo's abode, but his wife and daughter claimed he was already here."

The king's brow furrowed. "I haven't seen him," he replied.

The elders exchanged bewildered glances.

"But why would mmuo's wife and daughter lìe about his whereabouts?".

"I hope what Afam had said earlier isn't coming to pass.... ". one of the elders added".

BY : Remi The Writer

"Mmuo had always been a noble man, that even the gods choose his transparency to save this land," the king replied with disbelief.

"If that's the case, something åwful must have gone wrong" he continued.

"Guards assemble!! we need to pay the greatest priest of obache a visit," the king concluded.

Mainwhile, the cries of mmuo pierced through the air in his hut, still clutching at the golden skūll,

His tëars fell freely as he pondered how to explain his actions to the king and the villagers.

"Don't just sit down there crying like a baby, something has to be done the whole village is in a mëss".

Mrs Ugo retorted glaring angrily at mmuo who still clutch on the sküll to his chest.

Nkechi sat beside her father, her countenance etched with concern.

"Papa," Nkechi whispered, "you can't keep hiding. The villagers needs you."

Mmuo smiled through his tears. "You're a great gift, Nkechi," he said. "But this bürden is great for me to handle without the gods.

"Those foreign thieves had unleashed this mãlevolent dãrkness upon our village,

Mrs. Ugo, interrupted. "We must seek help," she urged. "The neighboring village's greatest priest may know how to dispel this dårkness".

"No," Mmuo declared. "I'll find a solution myself, i don't need anyone's help, the gods will surely take charge!."

Nkechi's voice trembled. "Papa, no one knows it all. Let's seek help before it's too late......".

Mmuo took his daughters words into consideration, he rose, gathering the rest of the golden skūlls inside a basket.

He took an old lantern and hurried toward the neighboring village.

Unbeknownst to them, the cruèl elder afam, had been eavesdropping behind mmuo's hut all along......

STORY CONTINUES.......

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