Fan-Fiction: The Adventures of Zahrah the WindSeeker
It was my sixth visit to the mythical world of earth. Nsibidi and I had always flown together to earth but that day I had decided to fly alone. I wanted to visit my new earth friend, Myra. Myra lived in the Southernmost watery region of the earth, in a little town called Cali and she was two years older than I was. Myra was a dada too, an earth dada girl. But there on earth being dada wasn’t seen as outlandish. No one teased them. Unlike in my planet Ginen where dadas were treated like the pox. Earth dada people couldn’t fly but like all dadas, they were wise and excelled in whatever skill they acquired. Earth dada people also had strange colorful eyes which when looked into, could make one tell the truth and do their biddings. Legend has it that every 500 years, a special earth dada…
Child
He gently stroked the brown feathers of the bird he had justfound sprawling on the ground a few minutes ago. He hadfound it with a broken wing. While he rested his aching backon the pavement where he sat, the mighty Iroko tree wasbusy providing some good shade for him and his newfriend.“Child!” a shrill voice brought him back to reality. Giggling.”What did you call me?” He transferred the bird to his lefthand, using his right arm to prop himself up. His eyes lit upin anger. Another tantrum was about to erupt.”Did I say anything? I just said mommy is calling you. ”Retorted the shrill voice from the entrance of their home.It finally erupted.He stood up and gave the shrill voice a chase. When hecaught the shrill voice, he carerully tucked away the birdsafely into the pocket of his baggy jeans so he couldproperly deal with the nuisance.His hands cupping the…