An uneasy cold engulfed the Kirio City skies from a distance that night, perhaps a premonition of events to precede. Clouds engulfed heavily the night, blocking the view of the moon. Oriku was seated in the front yard facing the vast array of his ten-acre farmland on the outskirts of the city, a farm which had withstood the test of time and had been passed down eons of generations. This particular evening mzee was wearing a rather dull face considering there was nothing to smile about. On his ha
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