“Once, [Ejii’s] eyes had focused so sharply that she could have sworn she could see the molecules rotating in the powdery blue petals of the flower she’d picked. Afterward, her eyes bled a few drops. Then there was the second night when they’d camped. She’d been trying to sleep when she suddenly became aware of something beneath her. She focused her eyes on the dry earth and found herself reading a giant wormlike creature tunneling some distance below. Eight days, eight grains of sand, I will eat eight roots, and then I will be strong enough to bear eight babies. Life is good. One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, EIGHT! The number eight was the creature’s God.”
– The Shadow Speaker, Nnedi Okorafor (via kynodontas)
