Jato, the king of the day and the prey of the night, as the night approached, his boldness and courage were crippled by the strange hands of darkness.
Jato was someone feared by all yet humbled by the night. He fought everything that came his way and won, but the night defeated him.
"Jato! Ja.....to!!, king of the day but kitten at night" Damsel said in a jokingly.
Jato glares at her with a surrendering look. "You don't know what I am going through; sometimes I wish the night hour didn't exist," Jato spoke sincerely.
Jato and Damsel had been friends for a very long time; they were both closed, and rumors spread around that they were dating.
" How did it start?" Damsel asked with a concerned tone.
" How did what start" Jato replied with a question.
"your fear for nights," Damsel stated, looking deep into his eyes as though the question was in them.
"It all began one fateful night, the scariest day of my life. My mum and I were working on the farm; we stayed late on the farm because my mum wanted to finish her work on the farm. We were on the farm when suddenly the branches of the tree began to dance, the night became dark, and there was.............. " Jato stopped with tears rolling down his eyes.
"What was there?" Damsel questioned with eagerness for an answer.
"There was a strange sound from the birds; my mum went inside our small hut on the farm to lie down. When I got inside, I slept close to her only to discover that she was cold. I tried speaking to her, but there was no response. That night, I lost everything; all that was around me was the scary night. It was a long night and that is how I became a prey of the night." Jato explained crying profusely.
" The night will keep haunting you as long as you let it. I want you to know that just because your mum died in the dark doesn't mean the night had hands to kill her. Jato, you are courageous; you can defeat the warrior of the night". Damsel adviced.
" Warrior of the night!" Jato repeated surprised.
Damsel smiled and said, "The warrior of the night is your fear for the night; it won't go except you fight it."
" Damsel, at night, I am hopeless; the memory of that night makes me feel weak," Jato opened up.
Damsel took a deep breath and said, "When you hold on to memory, you become its prey. Jato I need you to let go of the memory of that night"
" How" Jato asked with desperation to end all he was facing.
" You have to first change your mindset; the warrior of the night only exists in your imagination which has overwhelmed your mind. Whatever conquers the mind, controls the man." Damsel explained.
Jato smiled and jokingly called her a motivational speaker.
As the night drew near Jato made up his mind that he wasn't going to allow the warrior of the night defeat him. As the trees began to dance, the night became dark, and the strange sound from the birds filled the air. Jato screamed
"You warrior of the night, I have been your prey for so long, come out and face me. Come out!!!"
Jato noticed that nothing came out to face him; it was then he realized that the absence of the moon was what caused the earth to darken; the branches of the trees had only danced to the rhythm of the wind, and the birds were living creatures that flew at night. His mother's death was a coincidence to those events that happened.
For the first time in his life, he felt the calmness and bravery at night.
"Indeed, the warrior of the night never existed, but the mind created it," Jato said to himself.
"Dr. Right, I desperately need your help; I will pay anything," Fiona pleaded.
Fiona sat in her office as she looked at the wall lost in her thought.
It all began when she was young; she was beautiful and intelligent, but she adopted a lifestyle that made her get pregnant out of wedlock, and she neglected the child after birth.
When she was living her wayward lifestyle, she felt on top of the world, she mingled with the big boys in town. Mama Expensive had on several occasions pleaded and advised her to desist from such a lifestyle. Mama Expensive opened up to her about the reason why she was called Mama Expensive. It was a name that she got due to her disgusting past.
"Fiona's life is not as it seems; the future is bright for those who can pay the right sacrifice," Fiona recalls the voice of Mama Expensive.
Fiona told herself that Mama Expensive wasn't smart, and that was why she didn't enjoy her past; she made herself believe that she could do better than her.
True to her words, she sold her emotions, collected money from men, and invested in business.
She had made plans to have a baby through In vitro fertilization (IVF). Unfortunately, she had contracted an infection that had affected her womb. Like they say, you can't eat your cake and have it back.
"Miss Fiona, if I must be sincere with you, the cost of you having a baby is your life which I know you can't afford because who will take care of the child if you die." Dr. Right spoke sincerely.
Fiona is left with the guilt of her past hunting her, and she realizes that the emotion she sold in the past is more expensive than she could afford.