It's amazing having a community where creativity is appreciated, this contest is so much amazing and I will be dropping my entry below.

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THE BEAUTIFUL SKY OF HOPE

In 1994 King Uzo the second, son of the Uzo the great was murdered after a coup was planned and orchestrated by Danny a step son who was considered to be in quest for the throne. Danny was left with no inheritance from Late King Uzo the great and has been under the skin of the whole village for years with different activities that left us wondering if the gods were still alive

Danny ruled with great wickedness pulling the village youths into slavery, and keeping the village in fear. The village came together and cried for a sign as we really didn't know what else to do. On one faithful day the gods gave us a sign as it rained blood and our moon was turned to blood as well as the death of the first son of king Danny.

Due to the shock, king Danny died of a heart attack. Peace was restored, men ran back to their lovers and so did I as I was held a slave under king Danny.

The little Village of Jan stood silently under the roof of an infinite blue black sky, there was a sparkling tranquility orchestrated by the infinite stars above. Unlike the nights before when King Uzo was murdered in the palace and total darkness rested on the face of the once boisterous Village, tonight held magical colours which complemented the serenity around.

Strolling down further, along the bank of Ahize River, hand in hand with my lover, I realized how comforting nature is, that despite the chaos days before now, this village could portray an image of beauty just as in the beginning.

Tonight the river holds a mixture of harsh reflections of the artificial light from the houses along the river bank and warm reflections from the infinite stars above. These reflections on the ever glimmering Ahize River were of red gold and green, tinged with bronze.

I thought about how harsh and warm could paint such beautiful colors, how beauty can be born from harsh and warm. How the harsh and warm reflections on this River could gift the night beautiful colors such as these and in the calm of the night still hand in hand with my lover I came to a conclusion that there's beauty in reflections of both harsh and warm. As long as you are alive anticipate better days

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I invite @chinma and @ebiis to take part in this contest