The full moon shone down, throwing shadows all around the area as I slowly approached the single grass hut, the fire from inside throwing out flickering shadows on the ground, the hyena tethered to a wooden stake outside the entrance glared at me, its eyes full of hate as it slunk away from my hesitant approach.
With my heart in my mouth, I entered the foul smelling dwelling, taking in the vision of the witch doctor as he squatted next to a pot of a foul smelling substance, throwing bones onto a mat made from the skin of snakes.
He fixed me with an evil glare in the firelight, a toothless grin on his face as he invited me to sit in the dirt opposite him, and once I had crossed his palm with silver, he bade me to speak.
“I told the witch doctor you didn’t love me nice”
“And then the witch doctor, he gave me this advise”
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His maniac cackle hung in the air as he threw this at my back at I left the dwelling.
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I left that foul smelling dwelling, with one thing one my mind, I need to read BLOOD MOON OVER AFRICA, and as I passed the hyena outside, it glared at me, and its high pitched laugh followed me as I slunk back into the shadows, thankful that I owned a Kindle.