Tears of the Golden Rising Sun: An Eyewitness Perspective in the Biafran Story)

But Emily woke up in an abandoned farmhouse. She looked the sleepier and drowsier. She couldnt recognize herself. All she could hear was the croaking songs of bullfrogs and the corresponding lighter response of their female counterpart. Sandwich in-between was the horns of distant vehicles. Emily slept off again like a log. Sleep was so sweet now. The sedative didn't only induce sleep but came with calming and soothing effect. It was already sunrise with sun-worshippers and sunbirds doing t...