CONSTANT AKPAH
Stories (5/0)
THE WAIT, THE RETURN.
The elderly woman was sitting on a worn-out rock, her skin scarred with the passage of time like parchment roasted in the sun. The youngsters of the fishing town whispered to her that she carried pearls of knowledge, stories weaved from the secrets of the sea and the moonlight. Her name was Matilda. I, Aliko, went in search of a pearl for my own broken heart today.
By CONSTANT AKPAH3 months ago in Poets
HOPE IS A SCARCE COMMODITY
No sweetness here. “The gates made of corroded iron groaned open like a tormented spirit. The once-grand house stretched out beyond it, like a skeletal hand reaching for the uncaring sky. Ivy was eating away at the weathered walls, and cracks in the windows gaped like vacant eyes. This was Blackwood Manor, a place where joy had seeped into a cold emptiness and laughter had curdled into whispers.
By CONSTANT AKPAH3 months ago in Fiction
THE TRUE LEADER KING AGOKOLI
The Whispers of the Wind The wind whispered through the baobab trees, carrying with it the tales of faraway lands and forgotten promises. Torgbe Agorkoli, his weathered face etched with the wisdom of countless moons, sat beneath the ancient boughs, listening intently. He was the chief of the Ewe people, a tribe woven into the fabric of the West African savanna for generations. But lately, the wind's whispers have turned restless, speaking of a great upheaval, a migration that would sever the Ewe from their ancestral roots. Unease gnawed at Torgbe Agorkoli's heart. He had seen droughts parch the land, felt the sting of locust swarms, and weathered the fury of torrential rains. Yet, this disquiet felt different. It was the unsettling premonition of a storm brewing on the horizon, a storm that threatened to scatter his people like leaves before the harmattan wind.”
By CONSTANT AKPAH3 months ago in History
THE RISE AND FALL
“In the heart of West Africa, where emerald rainforests draped over golden savannas, stood the Ashanti Empire. Born in the 17th century, it pulsed with the rhythm of drums and the glint of golden ornaments. Here, beneath the watchful gaze of the Black Star, lived Osei Bonsu, a young prince destined to etch his name onto the tapestry of legend.
By CONSTANT AKPAH3 months ago in History
UNVEILING SECRECY
INTRO The ambivalence of secrecy is evident in the delicate balance between providing protection and the potential for abuse within these societies. While secrecy offers solace and a sense of belonging to members of the Isis cult, it also raises questions about the ethical implications and potential harm that can arise from such hidden practices. By examining the intricate rituals and timeless traditions of secret societies, we gain insight into the complex appeal and repercussions of secrecy in both historical and modern contexts. The captivating nature of these enigmatic organisations continues to bridge the realms of history, mythology, and contemporary intrigue, fueling ongoing debates and conspiracies that shroud these parallel worlds in mystery. The exploration of secrecy within these societies reveals a delicate balance between safeguarding knowledge and the potential for misuse. While secrecy can provide a sense of security and belonging, it also raises concerns about power dynamics and exclusionary practices. Ultimately, the enduring fascination with secret societies highlights the enduring human desire for mystery and the allure of hidden knowledge. These secret societies have the power to provide a sense of belonging and exclusivity, allowing members to feel a part of something greater than themselves. However, this very exclusivity can also lead to abuse of power and manipulation within these closed circles. It is crucial to recognise and navigate the delicate balance between the protection and potential harm that secrecy can bring. Ultimately, our enduring fascination with secret societies reflects our ongoing fascination with the unknown and our desire to uncover hidden truths.
By CONSTANT AKPAH3 months ago in History