I’m just doing a favor for my brother. (Fury) That’s what I told myself, too. But the problem with family, they get you into shit and then abandon you to it. Or worse, get themselves killed off. (Sasha)

Then the violet coffin moved again and went in feet first. And behold! The feet burst miraculously into streaming ribbons of garnet coloured lovely flame, smokeless and eager, like pentecostal tongues, and as the whole coffin passed in it sprang into flame all over; and my mother became that beautiful fire.

Jealousy is when you continue to watch me and create the drama out of spite.

What's in color isn't the solution
The problem is what's in life

Written By Kenneth Chinedu Martins

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