This story is steeped in the Nigerian culture the author is part of. I’ve been very interested in Nigerian speculative lit lately. What with Nnedi Okorafor’s work, such as Binti and Who Fears Death some of the better stories I’ve read in the past few years. I really like stories that are immerging from Nigeria that pull from a culture and worldview I’m unfamiliar with.
This story is about a young boy who lives in a small village that is being harassed by Ku’gbo. Ku’gbo remind me of satyrs. I see little distinction, but I’m sure there are some. For whatever reason, the narrator is drawn to the Ku,gbo, and stranger yet, he can see them. As spirit creatures, they are typically invisible to normal people.
Then the narrator has a dream in which the Ku’gbo carry him off, and everything changes. And everything changes.
Set beside other works by Nigerian and Nigerian American authors this piece is neat but doesn’t offer anything particularly profound. The plot is very simple, one I felt I could see coming early on, and the reveal at the end is obvious long before it is revealed. The lore the author makes in this story is certainly intriguing, but the execution of the story left something to be desired.