BLACKSMITHING THROUGH AFRICA PART 3: LIBERATION FROM AGONY #PART2 He thrusts in his phallus and she took a deep breath holding the blacksmith with her subtle hands, she rubbed her hands on his dreadlocks and continued to kiss him. “You are strong and tender, my destined groom”, she whispered into his ears. She thrusts her buttocks back and forth in excitement while the blacksmith grabbed her waist with his pyrotechnic hands. “So....much pain... so much Power”, said the Blacksmith. “I am now your burden to carry and I will carry your burden ... this is the beauty of resonance. The old dying tree was right after all,( i bi to ba ti le ni a tin ba omokurin). My dear blacksmith you have proven to me that you are more than a man” He gripped her tight by her waist and she grabbed on to his buttocks, she moaned in ecstatic joy. They both climaxed simultaneously and lightning struck followed by thunder. “Immortal beloved How great thou are I craved earnestly for your divine touch To resurrect my defiled soul Release me from this labyrinth of emptiness Bring me back to wholeness Without you, it’s hopeless Save me goddess Bless me Mother Nature You are my virtue My hope from capture My true liberation The Blacksmith recited after the unforgettable experience with Mother Nature. “Hmmm. He’s poet? You are full of surprises Segun”, she smiled and stroked his hair. “I have no idea where that came from, but I have the urge to say more, said the blacksmith. “Your life experience will be an unforgettable odyssey starting with this moment. You must bring down the cross in the sky”, whispered Ile-Afokoyeri. She gazed deep into his eyes in a hypnotic fashion. “The cross in the sky?” queried the blacksmith. To be continued... Blacksmith Chronicles created by SIMISOLA OPEODU. Stay tuned to this page for more info and like the Blacksmith Chronicles Page. #Blacksmith #TMTCOMICS #AFRICA #AfroSciFi #Culture #Conspiracytheory
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