Sixty seconds and
from The Looma (part 5/5) by One Be Lo
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lyrics
The N’roblits and wolves were well on her trail.
The air down there was stale, but if the scales were made of sound, her scent was heavy and loud.
Han took a torch and followed his ears like hunting hounds.
Hybrid henchmen heard her heartbeat dragging throughout the narrow niches, while closing in on her limping quickness. Now noisy N’roblits hurried through the labyrinth on the left side of the fork, while the majority went where her growing scent ignited their evil excitement.
Soon they halted in their tracks, confusing the leader of the pack. He sniffed around but only found the rag stained with the blood of her wound. As the torch light grew, nobody moved when Han entered the dead end room.
In essence, Ee'ti removed her bandage and planted it along the wrong passage hoping to spare herself some valuable seconds.
Han Howled,
“YAARGH! EE’TIIIIII!”
“Wow,” she thought.
This is the first time she heard her name appear from his lips in years. She figured he found the rigged rag, so she continued to zig zag in pitch black.
The search party learned from their mishap, changed directions and continued closing in on the kidnap.
Han ran behind the prowling pack and howled again,
“IF YOU DON’T JOIN ME, YOU WILL JOIN YOUR MOTHER!”
When she heard mother, she wanted to say something. She thought about things a daughter was never able to say to her father, but now it’s too late to bother. This evil monster is a clone with a heart of stone who won’t hesitate to shed blood, even if it's his own.
“I KNOW YOU CAN HEAR!” Han jeered. “I SMELL YOUR FEAR!” Then his howl echo steered back and forth between the narrow walls like mirrors.
Han’s deep delivery had no effect on her chivalry. They became sworn enemies when he rogued his soul in the name of Oge. In her rear she could hear them clear, but the exit was also near. The pitch dark path in her lens appeared dim and then brighter as she approached the exterior light that was invited in. The light was brighter towards the end.
A growling hybrid got close enough to grab her leg and that ended up costing it's head. She hurried to reach higher ground while behind, the sounds of voices were also climbing out.
She let out a shout, “EMIC G’SOTA!”
Margonos hovered above the entrance with perfect timing. Once Ee'ti cleared the hole, fierce fire finally engulfed the tunnels lining including everything inside it.
Ignited, Han and the hounding hybrids
were reduced to ashes quite quiet.
The air down there was stale, but if the scales were made of sound, her scent was heavy and loud.
Han took a torch and followed his ears like hunting hounds.
Hybrid henchmen heard her heartbeat dragging throughout the narrow niches, while closing in on her limping quickness. Now noisy N’roblits hurried through the labyrinth on the left side of the fork, while the majority went where her growing scent ignited their evil excitement.
Soon they halted in their tracks, confusing the leader of the pack. He sniffed around but only found the rag stained with the blood of her wound. As the torch light grew, nobody moved when Han entered the dead end room.
In essence, Ee'ti removed her bandage and planted it along the wrong passage hoping to spare herself some valuable seconds.
Han Howled,
“YAARGH! EE’TIIIIII!”
“Wow,” she thought.
This is the first time she heard her name appear from his lips in years. She figured he found the rigged rag, so she continued to zig zag in pitch black.
The search party learned from their mishap, changed directions and continued closing in on the kidnap.
Han ran behind the prowling pack and howled again,
“IF YOU DON’T JOIN ME, YOU WILL JOIN YOUR MOTHER!”
When she heard mother, she wanted to say something. She thought about things a daughter was never able to say to her father, but now it’s too late to bother. This evil monster is a clone with a heart of stone who won’t hesitate to shed blood, even if it's his own.
“I KNOW YOU CAN HEAR!” Han jeered. “I SMELL YOUR FEAR!” Then his howl echo steered back and forth between the narrow walls like mirrors.
Han’s deep delivery had no effect on her chivalry. They became sworn enemies when he rogued his soul in the name of Oge. In her rear she could hear them clear, but the exit was also near. The pitch dark path in her lens appeared dim and then brighter as she approached the exterior light that was invited in. The light was brighter towards the end.
A growling hybrid got close enough to grab her leg and that ended up costing it's head. She hurried to reach higher ground while behind, the sounds of voices were also climbing out.
She let out a shout, “EMIC G’SOTA!”
Margonos hovered above the entrance with perfect timing. Once Ee'ti cleared the hole, fierce fire finally engulfed the tunnels lining including everything inside it.
Ignited, Han and the hounding hybrids
were reduced to ashes quite quiet.
credits
from The Looma (part 5/5),
released October 31, 2019
The Looma credits:
Story written by: Nahshid Sulaiman aka One Be Lo aka OneManArmy
Narration: General Subliminal aka OneManArmy
Beat production and fx: OneManArmy (Trackezoids, Autocons)
Audio Recording and Mixing: MVG (Autocons) in multiple cities.
Mastering: ConductorWilliams
Illustrations: Naim ibn Nahshid
Constellation and Map illustrations: Savera Iftikhar and Nahshid Sulaiman
Typography: Cooper Neil
Cover graphic layout: Cooper Neil
The Looma credits:
Story written by: Nahshid Sulaiman aka One Be Lo aka OneManArmy
Narration: General Subliminal aka OneManArmy
Beat production and fx: OneManArmy (Trackezoids, Autocons)
Audio Recording and Mixing: MVG (Autocons) in multiple cities.
Mastering: ConductorWilliams
Illustrations: Naim ibn Nahshid
Constellation and Map illustrations: Savera Iftikhar and Nahshid Sulaiman
Typography: Cooper Neil
Cover graphic layout: Cooper Neil
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One Be Lo Pontiac, Michigan
One Be Lo is a HipHop writer/emcee/producer from Pontiac Michigan, currently living in Cairo, Egypt.
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