THE LEGEND OF DAYO 1: THE EMERGENCE

l, was at din

th. This had become his favourite, and he ate it with much

e that!” her mother said, and Neji looke

bu fled from the store. She didn't know how to expl

e of Jhon Moziz. They might freak out about the presence of s

Olusegun Osuolale

elen s

when I take him back to his room, he's not all

at them and concentr

totally deaf, mute and very handicapped, s

looked at their

, Baba?” she asked with all t

you his name, right?” Grace Op

t smiled and co

said as she tried to maint

to tell us his name, right

ung man's lips with a napkin and then smiled at her

y spluttered and dropped the cup. He began to cough badly,

, are you okay?” she

lances and looked at their fathe

le stopped coughing. He

is wife's anxious face. “Water choked me. The m

looking at him, esp

. “It isn't something I've ever heard of, so when

oked at her f

, he heard the story from his own great-grandfather, and he was just passing it on to us. He told us about a time there was a great famine in our village, so severe that people began to

as his mind went back, reco

e Joseph asked as he stopped c

and handsome people came out of the door. Some brought water and honey. Others brought food, whilst others came with medicine. They gave

nough for a family in a famine season,

ked up the tin cup, and

her, the stuff in the basket never got depleted. Every morning, miraculously, the basket became full with food and water. The

an't be true! It sounds great as a fairy tale

believed it, anyway, just like you

he magical baskets?” Grace

nd they were able to plant new crops. And when the famine was over, and the plague stopped

ay they were from the Empire of

rough the strange door. The village people who tried to touch the door were struck down with severe jolts of electricity. Well, it seems one of the young girls fell in love with one of the physic

brief silenc

tale stories the elders told us,

id softly. “Until right now, when Neji mention

ors emerging out of thin air, do yo

to believe just like an average student suddenly bec

arthritis stopping!” Grace Opurum said

uolale said. “Just like the people – or, at least, someon

ey heard a great commotion from outside,

ther as the sound gre

ow quickly. He parted the curtain and looked ou

ore, and they were holding lanterns and burning fires. T

chanting noi

” they screamed and chante

t as he turned and looked at his family and

smell death ar