The story of Orun
continues…
Ayotunde was confused by what she just heard.
Temitope shook her head in denial.
Folami clutched her hands together.
The anger that churned within her was trying to claw its way out. She no longer questioned the emotions she
experienced.
“I do not understand.” murmured Temitope. “You promised that we would return home once
we accomplished this latest task.” said Ayotunde. Folami stayed silent.
Noting Temitope and Ayotunde’s distress and Folami’s
uncharacteristic silence, Olodumare responded.
“My sisters, I apologize for breaking my promise to you, but your work here
is not yet done.” “Not done?” Folami finally answered with an angry
whisper. “It has been 100 years since
you sent us here; longer than we’ve ever spent with any tribe. One hundred years since we’ve brought the Ina and awọn dudu together. One hundred years of the love, admiration
and respect that you so richly
deserve from your people.” Folami continued sarcastically. “Tell me Father,
what is left to be done? We have been away
for so long that we no longer know our true selves!”
Ignoring the tone in
Folami’s voice, the high god, started again.
“Sisters, I have seen the future.
A calamity awaits the Ina and awọn dudu. One that you
may be able to save them from, should you all stay on your path.” The high god
looked them all in the eyes, but his sight rested upon Folami the longest. If
anger was a tangible thing she would have held it in her hands.
Olodumare was taken
aback by the change in them. So much
emotion should not come from goddesses and yet he felt despair, loneliness and
bitterness; very human feelings indeed. If
there was another way, the high god would have made a different choice. Perhaps send others to continue in their
stead. But it was too late to place
others in their place. A decision he
would later regret.
“All your work will
soon be in jeopardy. The Ina and awọn dudu will
stray and so will one of you.” He whispered. “But this future has not been set
sisters. You have it within your power
to adjust this course. I ask that you
return to Aye and fight to change this future. Or not only will you fail your
people, but fail yourselves as well.”
Resignedly, Temitope answered.
“High God. It is obvious that we
have lost the option of choice as well as our freedom. What once was duty now feels like a prison.” “Tell us father,” continued Ayotunde, “How
much longer are we expected to stay here?”
With a conscience rarely seen, the high god looked upon them with
sadness, “Until the broken has been fixed, the wrong has been righted, and the
dark is brought into the light.”
“That will be forever!” yelled Folami just as they found themselves
back on Aye. At the top of Mount Ase, the sisters, Temitope and Ayotunde held
each other tight. Tears trickled down their eyes. They may never see their loved ones again. Folami marched away. They did not bother to call her back. They watched as her temper began seething and
rolling above her head like clouds during the darkest of thunderstorms.
They watched as lightening hit the ground by her feet, blackening
the soil before them. Huge rain drops
fell to the Earth dousing the forest floor in seconds. The sisters did not fear her wrath for they too shared in her pain.
Folami raged for a long time before she thought of the destruction
she had unleashed upon the land. Filled with guilt and
remorse, Folami reeled in her anger and the storm. Looking upon her sisters,
she reached for their hands and spoke. “Let us begin.”
***
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