Ember, Iron, & Ashes

“God, if you’re listening, give me a weapon to defeat my enemies, the oppressors who beat me, the supremacy that killed my husband and others like him before and after.” A weapon, I said. One to defeat my enemy, I said.



What I didn’t account for, was becoming the weapon myself. Stupid, stupid, stupid Ember. Be the change you want to see, right? The Belle Meade Plantation would drive anyone mad, and I’d reached my breaking point.



Slavery, physical and mental, was the hell I, along with so many other of my beautifully chocolate counterparts, were trapped in, but today...it wouldn’t  be the signing of the Emancipation Proclamation to set us free; it would be me! Gifted with an unlimited amount of life force should be more than enough to avenge my loved ones and my sisters and brothers who came before me so that Ember willing, there won’t be any after!