On The Clarion III

“It is impossible for an iroko tree to fall and the forest to remain quiet, and so the world mourns my people's greatest writer ”

I am very sorry, you expected the Clarion Call III and I readied it , but ultimately this week I find myself unable to present it, as I should.

I would much rather post a full-scale eulogy of a great man and consummate storyteller but as you've likely read several already I won't...even as I sadly wonder, why the stars must crash and fall, as the black-holes remain vibrant.

Next week, I'll continue my tale from where I stopped (with at least double the usual word count) and tell you a whole lot more of what was. 

Thank you for understanding.
Tolu O.