Exorcism

He rolled on the ground erratically, 
as though his body was filled with
embers. Villagers gathered around him, 
some whose mouths were agape.
Another child of the sun 
had been accused 
of interacting with a water
sprout, a domain which was reserved
 only for the gods. The elders had
initially agreed the boy would be excommunicated 
deep into the
wilderness, but his mother pleaded, 
in the midst of tears. Quitting
exorcism was out of question.
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Xetaw  Avatar
December 24, 2024 at 10:55 AM
Am among the villagers. Mouths open. Awe struck. Great visuals.
Kimathi Avatar
July 5, 2025 at 2:14 AM
Lolest, same here! :) Glad you enjoyed my work! ;)
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