Lights Out

Vessel

When you begin a journey of revenge, start by digging two graves: one for your enemy, and one for yourself.”

 

“Move your feet. Prostitute!”

Akweke stood still, tears running down her cheeks. The child in her arms shuddered and cooed in his sleep and the forest before her stood black and still as the bottom of a burnt clay pot. The men behind her were aflame with anger and deep disgust. They screamed and spat at her to walk into the dead blackness. She stood still.

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