The African Boychild

**The Future Is Never Clear** In a quaint village nestled between rolling hills and dense forests, there lived a young woman named Lyra. Lyra had always been fascinated by the concept of the future. She spent her days pondering over it, trying to decipher its enigmatic nature. While her peers seemed content with the present, Lyra was captivated by the allure of what might be. The village had a tradition of passing down stories and wisdom from generation to generation. Among these tales was one about a mystical tree located deep within the forest—a tree that supposedly held the power to reveal glimpses of the future. This tree was said to be ancient, its roots entwined with the earth’s very essence, and its branches reaching toward the stars. It was known as the Oracle Tree. Lyra’s curiosity about the future grew stronger with each passing day. She decided that she must see the Oracle Tree for herself, to uncover the secrets of what lay ahead. One crisp autumn morning, she set off into

Once upon a time, in a quaint little town nestled between rolling hills and whispering woods, there lived a man named Samuel. Samuel wasn't like the others; he had a peculiar gift, or rather, a curse – he could see the exact moment when a person would die. This ability haunted him since childhood, filling his days with dread and his nights with restless dreams. As Samuel grew older, he became adept at concealing his gift, knowing all too well the fear and disbelief it would evoke in others. But no matter how hard he tried to ignore it, the visions persisted, each one etched into his mind like a scar. One day, while wandering through the bustling market square, Samuel's gaze fell upon a young woman named Emily. Unlike the others, her fate appeared shrouded in uncertainty, a haze of possibilities rather than a clear-cut endpoint. Intrigued, Samuel approached her, his heart pounding with a mixture of apprehension and curiosity. "Hello," he said, mustering a smile as he