Ikemba Speaks

Nwokoma could still hear the eerie sound made by his pursuers.  Their regalia were very simple. A long flowing white gown which covered them from head to toe. Except for a couple of feathers tucked behind both ears, and red beads which they wore on their wrists, they wore nothing else. They so easily handled the long whip in their right hands. Nwokoma could swear they were the longest he had ever seen in his entire life. He caught only the slightest of glimpses of their foot wear. They surely were sandals and they were black and flat. He still could not fathom exactly what he did to incur their wrath. He was still trying to catch his breath when suddenly out of the corners; they appeared again, eyes blazing in naked fury. The adrenalin pumped yet again into his veins as he took off in the first direction in sight. He ran through four very long streets. For some bizarre reasons, the streets were empty like the residents had been warned ahead of some impending evil .

Jane and Blaize won the award of the best couple in their department, in their faculty, as well as in the entire school in their final year.  Their relationship was among the most talked about issue in the school. Even the campus fellowships could not help envying them as they seemed so perfect together, and so happy. Their love was made in heaven. Or, so it seemed. While Blaize was an undergraduate of Mechanical Engineering, Jane was a Law Undergraduate.  They both graduated in the same year, and by stroke of luck, served in the same state. Just before the end of their service year, their parents ensured that they were married. They were consequently retained in their serving posts after their service year. Three years into the marriage, Jane became very quiet in public outings and would not talk except talked to. And even then, she would always find a way to quickly excuse herself to be alone. Her family and friends tried to, albeit in vain,  to pry from her, the reason