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CHAPTER 3
Some distance away from the house Ikuku stood still, clutching the bouquet of health poultices he had collected for Regina.
Against the faint glimmer of candlelight coming from the house, his silhouette stood like an apparition in the darkness before dawn
'...Jams chi-ooh-ooh-ooh. Chae na hae-ael...'
At first the chant was barely perceptible, like the echo of a gun fired from a distance, enough to make him turn and search for the source.
With each step however the music appeared to morph and shift until the atmosphere around him grew charged with strains of unstruck melody emanating from a fathomless ambience.
It was as if as if he had walked into an unseen orchestra.
For what seemed like an eternity the music permeated his being, rising from the background, then fading once more like a living heartbeat
Then it gathered strength, rising in intensity to a crescendo where the very fabric of reality appeared to warp then tear.
"This is not right..." Ikuku swore as the very air parted to reveal a vast landscape of iridescent beauty
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