GINI: The Wicked Saviour
Zahra whispered, not minding to hide the fear in her voice, “But why had they set fifteen huts ablaze?”
“I can’t say for sure,” Dodo turned her attention to Zahra, “But my mother told me a story of how the three Kingdoms, after hunting, danced around a campfire. You want to hear the story?”
“No,” Zahra and Ginika said in unison.
They were not prepared to hear Dodo’s unending tale. She would only end up telling them of how her great, great, great grandmother, told her great, great grandmother and her great grandmother, to her… Her stories usually leave one hungry and light-headed, or it would knock you out.
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