Tee's Musings

*Image by Luka Vovk via https://unsplash.com* There had been a raging storm earlier … on the night I met Adéòtí. Perhaps that should have been the telling sign of doom. But what’s a young maiden to do? He was a familiar face in the midst of the storm. That familiarity created a pseudo sense of safety... but it also blinded me to the 'gaps' in his tales.

* Image by 26everything Films & Photos via https://unsplash.com * .................... We had just welcomed the night sky when Abisoye ran to my house... she brought news... Akinyele had returned.... after 5 months. She wanted me to be prepared, for she was certain he would call on me in the morrow.

** Image by 26everything Films & Photos via https://unsplash.com * It was a few days to the annual Lovers’ Dance.... Akinyele had promised we would go to the Village Square that evening, but he did not show up.... and he was not home. Alabi said he saw him at dawn, that he left with a small sac... he didn’t say where he was headed, and Alabi had not asked, for he could not break his 7 days ritual of silence.

*Image by Anviksha Singh via unsplash.com* While I've been away, I thought of writing but the words never made it All I got were disjointed words but I found no way to bring them together... I was stuck...