Nothing.
“It is oldugu,” the children whispered, using the old word their grandmothers hated to hear. Oldugu : the breath before the last breath. The instant an ember turns from orange to grey, still holding heat but no longer light. A dying that is not yet death. oldugu
They named the new spark Uldu — the first breath after silence. Nothing
The villagers were angry. How dare he speak truth to the flame? They took the coal from his hands and threw it back into the longhouse pit. But the coal landed among the ash and did not spark. It simply sat there, a black eye in a grey face. Nothing. “It is oldugu
She blew again.