Earth to earth

LAURA

I’ve been into bitter situations of many calibres, I’ve suffered pain in many ways, but I’ve never had a friend as dearly and loving as Gova.

Losing her was the most painful experience of my dear life.

I could not help the tears that well up in my eyes as her body was laid on the burial pyre. Her mother had demanded her body be cremated since her death was shrouded in a kind of mystery, which to me, was no mystery.

Gova was my friend till her dying moment.

She died the death that was meant for me, and that was such a bitter experience. Imagine being rejected, picked up by a strange guy, and losing your best friend in just a couple of odd hours.

I didn’t bother to dab the tears that was threading its way down my cheek.

A torch of fire was brought in and handed over to the pack’s priest, who held it up above his head, such that we all had to look up to see the torch burning like youthful strength, and flickering like a rush of adrenalin.

“From the gods our souls came, and from the