Prologue (5)

In the meantime, the young Miss Suzie, who was a sleepyhead, woke up from a long sleep. The day had well progressed. She stretched her hands upward while yawning then tried to perform a full high kick with her right foot. However, she halted her gymnastics when she realized in the middle of the process that something was strange.

"Oh, oh! Have I lost something? Why does my foot look naked?" She posed the question to herself, with her right foot half-extended in the air as she had paused her karate movement.

"Oh, Loba, God of the gods! It can't be it. How in the world did I lose my pearl anklet?" She cried out mad.

She lightly hit the head with her right hand, then pulled a small portion of her curly hair disgusted. She suddenly had a flash memory of her encounter in the woods with the unknown man just last afternoon.

"Oh, oh! I know exactly where and when my ornament went missing. It surely fell on the ground when I moved back frightened by this gigantic and never seen before woodsman," she voiced to herself.

She finished her cogitation, got ready, and right away speeded to the forest.

On her arrival in the woods, there was no one around. The logger had departed for Okala village where he intended to visit once again the Sorceress.

The young maiden Suzie explored the area where her unexpected meeting with the woodsman unfolded. She sought her anklet in the green herbs with thoroughness but could not find it. Despair and wrath took her over. Resigned, she stopped her research and headed back home.