Instalment 2
Nyasi lit the night
fire for the small village although it has not yet grown dark. She
was accustomed to the almost blanket-like nightfall that would occur
regularly so the timing of the task wasn’t unusual to her. The
fire not only helped as a light and cooking source but kept them warm
in the cool night breeze with the added benefit of keeping the
mosquitoes at bay.
Nyasi could feel the
tension mounting in the village as they awaited the return of two of
their members. It was a long journey to the valley from the hills
and it was rarely made. The villagers had owned their hillside land
for centuries and had hardly seen the need to venture away from the
area. The winding road was an unwelcome addition and they did their
best to keep from being viewed from it, not that it was used much
these days. Solwani and Nilozi had sworn to make their journey to
the valley as far from the roadside as possible and no doubt they
were coming back the same way.
The elder of the
village, one hundred year old Zani, had been unwell for some time
with the witchdoctor’s remedies not taking effect to cure her hence
the decision was made for Solwani and Nilozi to venture out in search
of help. The villagers wouldn’t usually allow the use of western
medicine but they had heard from travellers that the cures were
almost magical so they had to take the chance. Zani had been the
mother of the village for so long and with her spiritual link to the
ancestors, the villagers believed that she was the one keeping them
out of harm’s way.
“The soil is almost
saturated, the pain in my bones tells me that our time is coming”,
Zani preached as the village gathered around the fire for their
evening meal. Nyasi didn’t understand this and because Zani was so
much older than her seventeen years, she dismissed this as an elder
ranting. “Solwani and Nilozi will be the last hope for us, let us
call to our ancestors for their safe return” and with that croak,
Zani collapsed back onto her mat, her exhaustion making her incapable
of holding herself up against gravity.
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