linkThe heartbeat of Africa is strong tonight, the joyful and ancient rhythm echoed kwa bare feet and drums. Shadowed figures of all shapes and sizes dance around the light, imba and swaying with the flames. Their voices rise in crescendo with the drums, hands and faces lifting to the sky, higher, higher...and then swinging down again into the inayofuata verse of the wild song, the beat getting faster.
A young man with the wisdom of two worlds in his eyes looks on, humming along under his breath and trying to keep from trembling. He has never seen the Deep Magic so raw and undisguised before; not...
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