The Wind Whispers
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Last published Sun, Oct 16, 2022
To whoever is reading this.... Be cautious. The secrets I am about to unveil to you are ones that should not be muttered to any soul. They must not be heard, they must not be thought and most of all they must not be shared. This is a written account of my personal experiences. If you are reading this I may have long since been disposed of. To be less grim, perhaps I am in hiding or maybe I just ran out of pages and needed a new book to continue. If you are reading this, don't let them find you. Don't let them know you know. Keep this book safe and hand it down to your children and their children's children. If one day our world is less corrupt, I would like for my journal to be published and for the whole word to know the truth of what happened. Who am I?
My name is Afua Gowon and I am the greatest sorceress who ever lived...
Soon to be anyways.
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