GODLINGS : ASCENSION (African Lore Book 1)

Prologue

Spiritual realm,
Western hemisphere,
Two days ago,

The woman in the white wrapper that stopped at her knees, a white cloth covering her upper part and bare foot whose soles were clean. Her hair was braided in the rich African manner, twisting at the end, her neck adorned with red beads that also shone with serious craft that signified the level of skill and dedication. She sat on a smooth rock, her leg wadding in the river that shone pure and clean, a sigh escaped her mouth,

"oh oya, what have you done?" she mused to herself,

It wasn't a matter of what she had done that bothered her, after all it was for the good of the world seeing the predicament that was looming on them, gods and mortals alike. It was the cataclysm of events that would take place after it, hopefully for good. She stood in the rock, eyes trained on the horizon,

"sango would not like this" she said with a chuckle,

Her fiery husband of thunder and lightning tend to literally blow his fuse in jealously mostly due to the fact she talked with another god,

An eastern god for that matter,

Still, she had to do it,

A fish tail that glittered in the horizon told her her maid had return. She surfaced, light skinned, oval shaped face, plaited hair, full chest am that was wrapped in the same white linen cloth oya used, but from the waist down was fish,

A mermaid,

"mistress" she said bowing low as oya nodded for her to continue, anxious of the details of her journey,

"he agrees to the terms of your call" she said as oya nodded in Satisfaction,

"however he said he hopes you know what this meant" the mermaid finished,

"as do I child" oya said distractedly,

As do i