Amasa

Chapter Twenty Two- Murky relations

Tears rushed down my face, blurring my vision as I screamed and ran towards the two men. Holding me back by my waist, Runesu told me to stop.

"No! help him, please help him!"

With blood drizzling onto his arm from his chest, Menhe blankly stared at me as the dagger fell from his hand. Leaping towards him and out of Runesu's grasp, I ran forward and pushed Menhe aside, falling next to Chima's lifeless form on the  hard ground. Caressing his head, I threw of my shawl and pressed it against his chest, letting it soak in the vivacious blood that painted dread and weakness as it flowed its way into the soil floor.

"You need to wake up! Wake up!"

Menhe's presence loomed above mine, unresponsive and unwilling to respond. He just stared down at me as I shook Chima in utmost desperation.Runesu ran forward teary eyed towards me and blinked frantically as to hold back her tears, looking at Chima's eyes flutter and finally close.

"There's nothing we can do Amasa! I said get up!"

Runesu was persistent in her plea for us to leave Chima. My heart could not comply with such coldness .

"We can't just leave him!"

I screamed from the pang of pain I felt within me, holding a body that was losing it's warmth.

"He's gone! We just have to accept that alright!"

Harshly wiping the tears off her face with the back of her hand, Runesu snatched me away from Chima, letting his body fall hard onto the ground. Chima was dead.

"This will be us soon if you keep being stupid! I said let's go!"

Dragged by the hand towards the Shintu men in the hills, I heard an uproar of shouting Pokodans from behind. The Pokoda warriors advanced forward with great speed, catching up and tailing closely behind.

 I swung my hands as I cried and concurrently gasped in air, running behind Menhe and Runesu. I was terrified. I was scared for my life and of the plausible future outcomes, that presented themselves to me as a herd of massive men of the North. Everything at this point felt out of my control, yet they always were.

A shintu man brightly painted in white tribal patterns from his face right down to his ankles waved us down.

"Run faster!"

Menhe pushed my shoulder forward. Looking back in an instant, I saw two Pokodan men right behind Menhe ready to attack.

"Don't wait for me, I'm coming!"

With that, Menhe bluntly hit the temple of a Pokoda warrior with the handle of his dagger.

"Ahhhh!"

I screamed from the shock. I felt Runesu tighten her grasp on my wrist and she continued hauling me forward.

The shintu men grew bigger as they charged in our direction.

"Keep running Saru!"

I could not register that she was referring to me as she shouted the nickname she had called me her whole life, and yet it was the first time I had heard it.

I could hear the Pokoda warriors roaring in shouts behind us, enclosing in on us. The two tribe lines finally collided, clashing spears and bashing each other down ruthlessly in our peripherals. My heart was beating out of my chest. Tripping on a stub of grass, I fell face first into the dirt.

"Sarudzai!"

"Ahh!"

I covered my head in fear as I knelt on the ground. Feeling a moist substance splatter onto my right arm, I subconsciously put my arm down to look, only to see a splatter of crimson drops scattered on my goose bumped skin. I could not function anymore. the worst was happening. I was stuck in between a battle of the two strongest tribes to have ever lived.

I only wished for dissipation, my life was now too heavy for me to bear. Feeling a large hand grasp the the back nape of my neck and pull me up, it was the heavily painted Shintu man aggressively handling me, hauling me forward like a resistant cow to slaughter. Runesu shouted in a foreign language to him as he pushed me forward. The other Shintu men cocooned us, shooting their spears and deliberately harming my people with their arrows, spears and machetes.

The space between the massive men, Runesu and I tightened. The Pokodans continued to advance nevertheless, causing the tight squeeze of us within their body shield. I felt a strong arm pull my left hand back and saw a Shintu man lift his machete, brusquely lacerating the hand off and narrowly missing mine. In a blink of an eye, it fell into the grass in slow motion, as it rocked back and forth to steady itself then it lay still, motionless, cold and dead.

I screamed and yet my voice could not be heard from the shouts of battle. Looking around, all that was in my line of vision was ebony skin, tribal paintings and moist red. I grappled to breathe in air as I held onto my chest, only to take in the smell of sweat and death. My eyes flickered as all the colors blended into one. All I could see was a bright light. I finally let myself rest, closing my eyes and falling into black nothingness, I finally felt safe, I felt free. My consciousness had left me.

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Echoed Pain.

The wind blows into nothing

And so does my pain,

Helpless cries are transmitted then echoed;

Any plea is made in vain.

Bright flames and gnashing of teeth.

Piercing of hearts and torture of souls

All I can see is despair.

I cannot forever bare, I want to feel whole.

The price for peace seems unattainable,

Mocking my tiny existence as it stands tall.

Shrinking into the small mold

Humanity has set for me

No strength to hope for better.

I sit and stare into space so empty,

Evil is winning, no strength to fight back,

I watch it take over... I let it be.

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