Tales of love series

It It was in the eyes of the night, the winds was singing it song of solace to the weary mind while the trees were dancing to the rhythm of the music as it toss front and back, Natuwa was sitting by the river bank thinking of her beloved fiancee who left for the city in search of a better tomorrow. She couldn't help it but be lost in the world of imagination, thinking of those fabulous time they spent together, how he caress and touch her ecstaticly while she plays with his beard as She lays on his broad chest like a child. Alot of thought were running in her mind as she lie flat on the ground skiming through the piles of letter he sends to her through the post office

  It has being a while she didn't hear from him haven gone to the post office to inquire if they is a reply to the letter she last sent him. She was left with no hope as her parent insist on getting her married to the hunter from the neighbouring Baganje village. Based on the their traditions she could not refuse the decision of her parent as a lady but succumb to the ill traditions of her ancestors which she sees as a uncultured and barbaric. Natuwa was lost like a child on breast, she can't marry anyone unless her handsome Fenna who she had sworn to wait for unconditionally. Being enslave by her emotions she left for home as the birds chirps, jumping and dancing to her lullaby.