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Black Pegasus 1- A short fiction
On a voyage to world's end, we met a yemeni boy in the northern pyramids of the Sahara cloaked in greyish rag of dust and dearth
His wits were a breed of Socrates nous, an annex of Solomon's connoisseur, unveiling to us several conundrums which dated back to medieval climes.
We watched him dissect rusted cadavers of enigma, exhuming secrets behind downfalls of puissant kings, the slight trueness in Delilah's facade of love, the tint of folly in Ahitophel's wit and several mercies hidden in Hitler's armageddon.
He was a prodigy, a dexter in his profession, illustrating with grandiose gestures how sagacity was exorcised from craniums of ghosts martyred on stakes by a noxious disease during the great plagues.
Lastly he awed us with a display of magic, he turned snores of a voyager who had been bored by his lecture into notes, f-majors, similar to the noise engines makes after long hours of work.
#Black_Pegasus #Fiction #Adventure
© daniel ezeokeke
His wits were a breed of Socrates nous, an annex of Solomon's connoisseur, unveiling to us several conundrums which dated back to medieval climes.
We watched him dissect rusted cadavers of enigma, exhuming secrets behind downfalls of puissant kings, the slight trueness in Delilah's facade of love, the tint of folly in Ahitophel's wit and several mercies hidden in Hitler's armageddon.
He was a prodigy, a dexter in his profession, illustrating with grandiose gestures how sagacity was exorcised from craniums of ghosts martyred on stakes by a noxious disease during the great plagues.
Lastly he awed us with a display of magic, he turned snores of a voyager who had been bored by his lecture into notes, f-majors, similar to the noise engines makes after long hours of work.
#Black_Pegasus #Fiction #Adventure
© daniel ezeokeke
