embers of a nigerian night
A lone fire breathes low in the backyard of a Lagos home, its embers humming warm bass tones that settle like ash on the evening air. A distant harp strings tremble above the crackle, weaving delicate notes through the dark like sparks drifting upward. A gentle Rhodes chord follows close behind, wrapping the scene in a quiet kind of recognition — the comfort of being home when the world outside grows cold. This is the sound of unwinding, of wrapping oneself in something familiar as the night dra
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