The Sacred River

Adaure and Mmiri Ocha (The Sacred River)

A tale illustrating how greed can ruin and purity can heal

Episode One — The River’s Whisper

Once upon a time, in a small village known as Ugbebe Ajima, there was a river rumored to speak exclusively to those with pure hearts. The villagers referred to it as Mmiri Ocha, which translates to Sacred River.

Each morning, its waters sparkled like liquid gold, and as evening approached, it emitted a soft melody that resonated throughout the valley. The community believed that those who could hear the river’s voice were favored by the deities, for its murmurs contained age-old wisdom.

Adaure, a young orphan girl, resided close to the river with her grandmother. Regularly, she fetched water alone, attuning herself to the soothing melody of the stream. One tranquil evening, as she lowered her calabash, she perceived a whisper — gentle yet distinct:

“Adaure, daughter of light… your fate is intertwined with Mmiri Ocha.”

Surprised, she glanced around, but there was no one.  Read more