Eki found herself inside a storm made of dreams, very powerful and disturbing. The dream world she knew before had changed into an unreal place filled with characters from Yoruba mythology. One time, Orunmila, who people know as the oracle, came. That night, his eyes had a light of deep wisdom. Another night, it was Oshun, the river goddess, her laughter carrying a haunting echo.
These experiences made her very puzzled, with many questions in her mind that she could not solve. The dreams were more than images; they seemed like messages written in a hidden code from a world too difficult to understand.
Dapo, noticing her discomfort, attempted to comfort her. "Perhaps it is just stress," he said with worry in his tone.
Eki smiled, but it was not a true smile. "I also expect so," she said
