Ropafadzo Thokozani Zinyuke (Fadzo)
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• Welcome to the worlds trapped in my head• I am a Zimbabwean writer currently based wherever my pen, my mind and heart take me.
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Death Of His Halo
He has ears That hear words unsaid An untamed tongue Unlike the rest of us Shamelessly expressive, He must have been a poet or a scorned lover in a part past life Who drowned in misunderstanding Because he bit his tongue and only released it in metaphors
By Ropafadzo Thokozani Zinyuke (Fadzo) 5 months ago in Poets
After The Sunset The Stars As My Witness. Content Warning.
Days turned to weeks, weeks turned to months and months turned into uncertainty. Perseus held his face, elbow pressed against the table. The captain and his crew drowned out his thoughts with their drunken slurred tales most of them made up trying to outshine the other sailors. Everyone shouting at the top of their lungs, all their words meshing up to what a disaster could sound like. Perseus thought he would have gotten used to this by now, but the more he was around them the more annoyed he was by them. He couldn't lash out either because he needed them to get to wherever the gorgon resided.
By Ropafadzo Thokozani Zinyuke (Fadzo) 5 months ago in Chapters
After The Sunset The Stars As My Witness. Content Warning.
Whispers paced around him with hints of his name. Blinking his eyes open his eyes were met by blurry figures hovering above him. When his eyes finally cleared, standing above him were two unfamiliar faces, he sat up to study his surroundings. Surrounded by trees that stood away from them, letting the sunlight dance between the three strangers before them. Choirs of birds screamed competitively, it seemed. Perseus ran his fingers through the soft rich grass trying to figure out how he'd gotten there as the two strangers studied him.
By Ropafadzo Thokozani Zinyuke (Fadzo) 5 months ago in Chapters
After The Sunset The Stars As My Witness. Content Warning.
As for Danae, she had her knight in shining armour. In the city, as she ran errands she would feel eyes stripping her bare and snarky comments low enough for her to hear them, but no one dared to touch her because they feared Perseus, and that's what she feared if Perseus died during the quest she would have to be her own knight but she wasn't as big and tough as her son and she hated violence. She’d have to marry the king to be protected from the predators waiting to pounce on her, The King, though a predator in Danae’s eyes, she felt he was a better predator, at least she would be queen.
By Ropafadzo Thokozani Zinyuke (Fadzo) 7 months ago in Fiction
After The Sunset The Stars As My Witness. Content Warning.
Danae was often blind, deaf, and mute when it came to the reckless decisions that spewed out of Perseus’ often idle mind. Her son was all she had and she wanted him to be free and happy without her restricting him and maybe just maybe the empty feeling he always felt would go away. Even if she tried to guide him it was of no use, he was as stubborn as the donkey in Polydectes' courtyard that had refused to work for the past month despite the merciless whips it got. she thought of him more like the sun, you don't command it to rise or set or disappear it does as it pleases, majestically. This time would be different, this decision would be more than just reckless and she was going to try to stop her sun, she didn’t want her sun to set forever leaving her to the darkness to feast on her. However, she would not hear of these antics from the horse's mouth but instead from the one that fed the horse with the idea.
By Ropafadzo Thokozani Zinyuke (Fadzo) 7 months ago in Fiction
After The Sunset The Stars As My Witness. Content Warning.
She loved how the sunset tainted the sky but not as much as the sunrise brought the earth to life. She hated what came after the beautiful sunset, the moon. The moon always forced her to brisk down nightmare lane. It had been many years since the incident and it always felt like she was going through it over and over again once the moon rose bringing the wicked to life. She was tired of the way she had been living, making men pay for a sin they didn't commit or know of but could you blame her they felt the closest to him she’d ever get to and she always thought she would feel better this way but lying to yourself can only take you so far, for her not so far. Even if she tried to avenge her innocence she would lose and no one would help her because she had become a monster like him feared by all the men and women in the neighbouring kingdoms. That was the closest thing to respect and power she had gotten to, fear.
By Ropafadzo Thokozani Zinyuke (Fadzo) 7 months ago in Fiction
The Decision. Top Story - July 2024.
As I woke up the sun rays sipped through the blinds stabbing my eyes reminding me of the reality I had to live with and the decision I had to make. No one rushed me to make a choice but time did, time wasn’t on my side. If I didn't make the decision soon I wouldn’t have a choice, time would have decided for me.
By Ropafadzo Thokozani Zinyuke (Fadzo) about a year ago in Fiction
