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Oromo language and people   Login Oromo Table of Contents HomeGeography & TravelHuman GeographyPeoples of Africa Oromo people Actions By The Editors of Encyclopaedia Britannica • Edit History Table of Contents Oromo, the largest ethnolinguistic group of Ethiopia, constituting more than one-third of the population and speaking a language of the Cushitic branch of the Afro-Asiatic family. Originally confined to the southeast of the country, the Oromo migrated in waves of invasions in the 16th century CE. They occupied all of southern Ethiopia, with some settling along the Tana River in Kenya; most of the central and western Ethiopian provinces, including the southern parts of the Amhara region; and, farther north, the Welo and Tigre regions near Eritrea. Wherever the Oromo settled in those physically disparate areas, they assimilated local customs and intermarried to such an extent that much of their original cultural cohesiveness was lost. They were eventually subjugated by the Amhara, the next largest ethnolinguistic group in Ethiopia. Related Topics:  Boran Oromo See all related content → The Oromo pursued pastoralism before the great migration, and that way of life still prevails for the great numbers of people in the southern provinces. In the east and north, however, long mingling and intermarrying with the Sidamo and Amhara resulted in the adoption of a sedentary agriculture.  READ MORE ON THIS TOPIC eastern Africa: Rise of the Oromo The challenge came from the Oromo, a Cushitic-speaking pastoralist people whose original... The southern groups, such as the Arusi and Boran (Borana) Oromo, have remained pagan, believing in a sky god. They have retained virtually intact the gada, or highly formalized age-set system (a system in which all members of society are included in separate age groups for life). Those traditions have been diluted in the north, where the Oromo are either Muslim or members of the Ethiopian Orthodox Tewahedo Church and where many Oromo have, through acculturation, become social equals to the dominant Amhara. This article was most recently revised and updated by Amy McKenna. HomeGeography & TravelHuman GeographyPeoples of Africa Shona people Actions Alternate titles: Mashona By The Editors of Encyclopaedia Britannica • Edit History Table of Contents Shona, group of culturally similar Bantu-speaking peoples living chiefly in the eastern half of Zimbabwe, north of the Lundi River. The main groupings are the Zezuru, Karanga, Manyika, Tonga-Korekore, and Ndau.  Shona man Shona healer dressed in traditional costume, Zimbabwe. Hans Hillewaert The Shona are farmers of millet, sorghum, and corn (maize), the last being the primary staple, and a variety of other crops such as rice, beans, peanuts (groundnuts), and sweet potatoes. Cattle are kept by most groups, but, although useful for their milk, they are mainly for prestige, as a store of value, and for bride-price payments. Villages consist of clustered mud and wattle huts, granaries, and common cattle kraals (pens) and typically accommodate one or more interrelated families. Personal and political relations are largely governed by a kinship system characterized by exogamous clans and localized patrilineages. Descent, succession, and inheritance, with the exception of a few groups in the north that are matrilineal, follow the male line. Chiefdoms, wards, and villages are administered by hereditary leaders. Shona traditional culture, now fast declining, was noted for its excellent ironwork, good pottery, and expert musicianship. There is belief in a creator-god, Mwari, and a concern to propitiate ancestral and other spirits to ensure good health, rain, and success in enterprise. Elementary education, Christian missions, and partial urbanization have weakened traditional institutions and leadership. However, magic and witchcraft continue as important means of social control and explanations for disasters. Th... Load Next Page 

Eclair and his Angel Anki go on a journey to clear his name. Was him getting framed just a coincidence? Or were there other factors at play? Devils, Angels, Hell, Heaven, Belief, and non-Belief

once a peaceful child fallen under misfortune so great his life change so drastic he became a new kind of person that followed strength and his desire for revenge on person who caused this to him and for it he will go to the height breaking chains of world if he have too,

In the wild world of Tumbel, former outlaw now rancher Liam "The Devil Child" Antrim now lives a normal life until a murder appears in his town of Darkwater. Now he joins a detective and his old friends to find the killer so, he can finally have redemption from his past.

Autumn Cleveland who has to change schools for personal reasons ons]ed she doesn’t wish to share. She then meets Connor Harborne the school boy who does no more than wigs lessons so he doesn’t have to attend them, until he sees autumn and takes her under his wing. He invites her to have lunch with him and introduces her to Harry, ash and James three of his friends. She feels a little uncomfortable around them. She has been appointed to a school psychiatrist named Mathew Harding who is doing his degree in psychology he is almost twenty two and finishing his final two years of his degree. He is there to help 8her through her darkness but he has a hidden agenda; Autumn meets the last of the four friends a week later Daniel Harrison who is in their year but older, he had been held back a year due to family issues. Now he is back it is not only Connor that is in the running for Autumn’s affection. This is the year 2024 so bear in mind anything is possible like 16 year olds driving around in cars, drinking, smoking, having sex and taking drugs. This contains drug content So be warned!

*The Heir’s Vow* Kael had perfect scores in every subject and no reason to care about any of them. School was easy. Life was boring. Until the day his mother died, and her last words became chains around his wrists: _“Find your people, Kael. Before it’s too late.”_ She didn’t tell him who “his people” were. She didn’t tell him where to look. She just died, leaving him with a name he never understood and a mission he never asked for. Kael can’t do it alone. No one survives what’s coming alone. So he takes the only two people he trusts: Benita, the girl who learned healing to save lives but fights like a warrior when those lives are threatened, and Zeph, the best friend who laughs at death and carries an axe bigger than his problems. Three friends. One vow. No way back. Their journey starts in the dungeon. It was supposed to be a test. A way to prove Kael was strong enough to leave their village. But the moment Kael stepped past the entrance, the stone itself reacted. A blue arrow burned to life on his chest, hot as a brand. It pulsed once, twice, like a second heart trying to break out of his ribs. The dungeon knew his name. Skeletons rose from the dark, but they didn’t attack like mindless bone. They turned toward Kael’s chest like moths to a flame. When Kael punched, they didn’t break - they unraveled. Turned to ash. The blue light ate them, and with each death, whispers grew louder in his head. Not words. Hunger. The same hunger that had lived in the dungeon for centuries. Then came the goblins. Not wild shrieking beasts, but soldiers. Armored. Organized. Led by a chief three meters tall with a crown of human finger bones. The chief took one look at Kael and spoke a name that made the cave shake: `Pactum’s Heir`. Kael didn’t know what it meant. But the dungeon did. And the dungeon wanted him dead. Now Kael, Benita, and Zeph are going deeper. The air grows colder with each step. Blood seeps from the stone. Eyes watch them from the cracks. And someone - something - is sending summon birds to spy on them. The blue mark on Kael’s chest grows with every fight. Roots spread from his collarbone to his stomach. With it come visions: a city of crystal towers, a war in the sky, a vow broken centuries ago. A voice deeper than the dungeon itself keeps repeating the same words: `“The first seal is broken, Heir. Three more remain.”` To fulfill his mother’s last wish, Kael must survive the dungeon. He must break the remaining seals. He must prove himself worthy of Pactum. But “worthy” has a price. Each seal takes more of his humanity. Each answer spawns two more questions. And the deeper they go, the clearer it becomes: the dungeon isn’t testing him. It’s remembering him. Can a boy who only ever wanted to understand his mother’s death become the hero his blood demands? Or will the weight of a 300-year-old vow crush him before he ever finds his people? *He didn’t ask for the mark. He didn’t ask for the name. But Kael will finish what Pactum started.* *Enter the dungeon. Learn his name. Break the vow.*

konon, menurut warga setempat siapapun yang masuk ke dalam rumah itu tidak akan ada yang bisa selamat. Rumah itu selalu meregang nyawa siapapun yang masuk ke dalamnya. Sang pemilik mematok harga sewa yang sangat murah, siapapun pasti akan tergiur. Bagaimana tidak, rumah bak istana itu harga nya sangat terjangkau. Kali ini dari keluarga Mardani yang menyewa rumah tersebut. Tempatnya berada di desa Setu bodas. Mardani pindah kerumah tersebut, karena di pindah tugaskan ke desa Setu bodas. Mardani membawa istri nya yang bernama asih, serta kedua anaknya yang bernama Cahya dan mentari. Akankah keluarga Mardani bisa selamat? Ataukah meregang nyawa juga seperti penghuni-penghuni sebelum nya? Dan misteri apa yang tersimpan di dalam rumah itu.

***Published in Amazon (paperback/ebook*** "Silence your tongue Aurora." He promptly commanded before he cupped her chin and pressed his palatable lips into her mouth. It was a whirlwind of chaos. Her mouth was covered entirely with his own. He savagely torpedoed his tongue and flicked and sparred it with hers until she moaned in protest. She pushed his chest forcefully back, but he only seized her hands and pinned them on the door. She moaned again, this time feeling breathless. He didn't give her any respite even with this however. He used his power to control the air and ordered it to fill her lungs with enough oxygen so that she wouldn't faint of asphyxiation. And the wind did so accordingly, ultimately giving him the much needed time to claim her mouth more leisurely. He had never tasted this kind of sweet nectar before. The longing about it... the yearning for more... the feeling of exploding was so tangible against her skin. Ahhh... yes. Yes. So this is what humans call, desire.... ~ S ~ Follow an exorcist priest assigned by Sancta Sedes to exorcise demons from every continent. He must obey the Holy Pope whatever the cost is due to a dark secret only him and a few bishops know about. And this time, the Holy Pope instructs him to go in the City of Soren to investigate a recent, of the many, demoniacal attacks in an orphanage house of St. Therese. Once there, he quickly discovered the reason why, but never had he expected it to come from an unlikely source: a woman, who had broke down his walls in more ways than one. "There's a new badass in town, and it's an exorcist priest." Genre: Supernatural Romance, Mystery Status: Complete All Rights Reserved 2020 JMFelic Books

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