“The Voices Beneath the Locust Tree”







Excerpt:
Beneath every story lies another voice — older, quieter, and far more truthful.

When I began writing As Twisted Like the Tales from the Thorns Beneath the Locust Tree, I thought it was about kings and betrayals. But the real story was never about power — it was about memory.
The griots in my world do not simply tell stories; they carry time itself. Each word spoken is a rebellion against forgetting.

That is why I write — to let the forgotten speak again, through the tongues of trees and the silence of thorns.


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