‘As the clay is in the potter’s hand, so are you in my hand.’ Jeremiah 18:6 (NKJV) The prophet Jeremiah writes: ‘I went down to the potter’s house, and there he…
I crawled towards the Nursery Chamber, impatient to see Zita. The way I felt, I neither cared if I crawled into Kaza or if she crawled all over me. I needed to see…
Zita scurried down the sandy pathway, meandering her way towards the Drone chamber. At any sound—either real or imagined—she skittered into tiny holes that lined the walls of the Hill. Her…
I marched along with the other ants, our straight-lined ordered file heading steadily for the exit of the Hill. “Imagine you and me crawling out like this side by side, away…
It was her brother’s wedding and Chisimdi stared enviously at the couple who were gazing with undiluted adoration into each other’s eyes, oblivious of the jokes from the MC that had…