And there it was, amid the absence as a savanna. Hidden among rough rocks, among weeds and trees scattered starving the hot plains. Under a blazing sun hammering the senses. No rest, no mercy. A million light years from known safety and comfort. In Africa, always in Africa. Always in...
Antonio Aragon Renuncio: Sorcière. The Witches. The Soul Eaters
Les Sorcières. The witches. The soul eaters. At Burkina Faso. In the middle of the deep savannah. Far from everything. Close to nowhere. Even today in the Mossi tribal culture many women are accused of being “witches” by their neighbors, simply because they assume that they are responsible for any...