“The old coffin box
lost beneath a six feet plus
Dug up for no reason just
just to lay bare the loops of the lost“
“Everything comes with a cost. The demands of the spirits cannot be left unattended to. For Doom craves for blood, and the blood of the innocents it shall have.” A subtle yet mystifying voice came finding its way through our auditory canal, accompanied by the gentle roar of the thunder and brilliant sparkles of lightening. And all the maidens went on their knees with their heads buried into the ground as the heralded the descending of this perfect definition of beauty. A creature as magnificent as none has ever been. As she rode gallantly down from the galaxy above, her perfectly chiseled curves made a unique sight that could bleach the vision from a close look. Around her hips were beams of light shinning outwardly to illuminate the paths that trails her passage. A mere look at her could take one to climax. As seductive as she looked, so was the authority she commanded as she spoke in response to Latifah who had asked that we be released and set free to leave with her. “But there is always a way out of every maze” the descending beauty proceeded to speak. “The seeds of these young lads have been consumed by the my maiden, a ritual which prepares them a perfect sacrifice for Doom. At this point there is almost no going back but for one”. “Then speak up woman for I latifah would give anything humanly possible to have my son back in my arms and in the safety of my protection” Zamani’s mother interjected.
Drained of energy, all we could do was stare and say nothing. Every move we make tightened the string with which we had been fastened to the pole on the altar where the sacrificial table had been made ready. The hopelessness on our faces began to disappear with the emergence of Latifah but this too wasn’t without a cost.
“Behold the eyes of Doom I am and thus states his conditions. Behold the one that cometh from afar, to you he speaks. Behold the attornment for the blood of the innocents i give. behold your freedom to depart no more i seize” These where the words that proceeded from the mouth of the priestess to Latifah who obviously got confused about what she was saying. ” Speak in plain language for I latifah, cherished daughter of the spirits of Achalamunta would offer what you ask for but must first of all understand that which you seek”. The priestess continued to speak. ” I offer you these young lads in exchange for nothing less that the beauty i see in you, the glamour your body will present to doom and the lust that all men could and will never be able to run from. I offer you this duo in exchange for nothing less than you. that you remain here as a divine maiden dedicated to the service of doom. Dedicated to the ruin of men for all time”
“No!” Zamani shouted. “No! I will rather die than have my mother in the captivity of these devilish cult! For if I die i die but for my mother I will forever live”. Zamani went on and on in tears as he struggled to get loosed from the bondage of the strings. Latifah approached her beloveth son gave him a warm hug and said “son listen…