Victoria

@Victoria Adaora (Foreign Currency)

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The Harmattan wind blew across the village of Okuta, leaving a trail of red dust on every roof and palm frond. In the heart of the village, the people prepared for the Festival of Ancestors—a time when masquerades danced, drums thundered, and the boundary between the living and the spirits grew thin.