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Category: Fiction

The Key

He waited. He could hear the laboured breathing, punctuated by the occasional deep sigh, coming from the other side of the door. Not long now, he thought to himself. Not long before his father asked his mother to call him. She had specifically requested that he didn’t leave the house until the next day, just in case. He knew the legacy that his father wanted to bequeath him. The story of the family heirloom was…

When The Hero Takes A Back Seat

What I enjoyed about writing this scene was watching the hero, Luyanda, take a back seat and have to rely on someone else to do a little bit of the super-heroing. * After the cab had receded into the distance, the silence and darkness that seeped out of Uru’s estate engulfed everything around them in an unsettling gloom. The wind rustled through the leaves of the trees overhead, and in the distance, they could make…