Violets and Dust by Aminat Shiyanbade
t was my greatest desire to leave the noise of the city and escape
into the country where it would just be me, the trees and my writing. I bought a
quiet log cabin by a lovely little village and from there I could focus on my
The locals gave warning of odd happenings and peculiar occurrences
in those woods, but I thought these just folktales that accompanied every
small village. Then came the smell of violets and dust, and suddenly folktales
took on a new life.
Haunted by visions of the past, alone in quiet woods, I found
inspiration for a story that was pleading to be unearthed.
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