For a large part of my life, literature has been my companion. I have always had a strong affinity for the otherworldly; a divergent from the mundane reality I have come to live.
And in the finely printed words I found the windows to new worlds, experienced the past and outlived the future. In a single breath, books rode me through the tides of my emotions; sadness at the demise of a hero, awe at his defiance of fate and happiness when he finds love. 
This experience I think laid the foundation to the Clouddust vision, underneath the fracas of personal glory and enthusiasm to uplift, my love for books still remains the pillar on which this dream is being built. 

Have you ever seen a Potter mould? He takes the lump of clay, adding one bit at a time until it begins to take shape. This is how I can describe the Clouddust creation experience. 

In Clouddust, I seek to create a world where anyone can seek new adventures, immerse themselves in to tales and explore the boundaries of their emotions. 

This is why content matters to Clouddust. Without great content, we cannot give such an experience which is why we will be going through the process of content gathering painstakingly to ensure we deliver works worthy of the new world. 

I have also taken varying taste into consideration which I was not open to at the very beginning. I understand now that some people love comics too which is why Clouddust intends to serve comics too. 

At the moment we have zero content. We have reached out to no one.
Patience is our keyword in this journey. So we intend to take things slowly. We are close to the final version of the website already, in a while we shall take the next step in Clouddust creation by entering the content gathering stage. 

There shall be hurdles, there already are. I am fully aware but that won't stop me from forging forward and enjoy every moment of this journey. 

I hope to share the journey with the world, the highs and lows and hopefully to a blissful end. 

Till next time, namaste 🙏 


Creating Clouddust

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Hi! My name is Ehis. I have been contemplating endlessly on what my first post should be about.  I just decided to be spontaenous and drop a short story I wrote three years back, loosely based on real life events. Enjoy. Love and share😀 

“Ye, my God!” I exclaimed as i couldn’t believe what was before my eyes, it was happening, but i still didn’t want to believe it…..

After a very unsuccessful valentine, my mum dragged me to one of her church vigils, she said valentine was over, and so i had no excuse not follow her to church, I had vehemently opposed the decision of going; as I and Osibobo had something planned for that day and i didn’t want to fail him, but when i told Osibobo the corner i was in; he told me not to worry that the show could still go on without me ,he also told me that it was during vigils; that he met most of his babes, he even backed it up, telling me one  of his numerous stories, I didn’t know how he did it, but he never told one story twice,  finally convinced me to go with my mother, and gave me tips on how to know that; A BABE GET YOU FOR MIND…I didn’t take that part to heart as i didn’t believe that a girl that came for vigil, will be eyeing a guy during the service…

So I eventually followed my mum for the vigil ,I had planned on sleeping through the program until i noticed that one particular girl had been staring at me for quite a while…. You can call me a fool for what i did next, but Osibobo was the only expert i knew, so i called him.. he encouraged me saying “ah Guy na jackpot you don jam, no yus let this chance waka pass you o”….I thanked him and forged ahead, first, I had to get out of my mum’s side to a more neutral ground, so I excused myself and went outside…I stayed outside waiting for her to come as i had signalled her with a wink; I didn’t know if she got what i meant or even got the signal at all, but i knew i winked at least that counted for something; after waiting for about 10 minutes she emerged from inside the hall….and stayed a few meters away from me…. We weren’t the only ones outside as there were others who also saw the vigil as a bloody waste of time, and since she had not come to me, i stood rooted on that spot not sure that she had come out because of me…I wasn’t a coward neither was I the bravest of hearts, but i was sure I wasn’t letting this opportunity pass me as recalling Osibobo’s encouraging words gave me the confidence I needed.. I moved and walked to her direction until I saw myself standing in front of her…. I introduced and from that point on everything went smooth …I thought we were finally getting there, when my mum called; and ordered me inside ,knowing what my mum was capable of,, I quickly took the girl’s contact number and rushed inside, when I got in, my mum asked me where i have been, and I gave her the OLD CLASSMATE STORY……I smiled at myself having escaped my mother and getting the girl’s number……I decided to sit down and crash through the rest of the programme; when i heard someone shouting, I got up in shock and turned to look at who it was, and lo and behold it was CYNTHIA ,the girl’s number i had just collected……

The priest was in deliverance session, this was the MAIN EVENT of all vigils, as it was this point the priest went around sprinkling holy water, and on pouring holy water in the direction of the girl she had started to DISPLAY,……“the girl na witch?”…….I couldn’t believe my eyes, this was the girl whose number i just took …..She was rolling on the floor shouting, as THE DEMON OR WHATEVER WAS INSIDE  her was trying to resist, she soon starts confessing; how she destroys the destinies of every guy that sleeps with her…… “Ye , my God, ozeba” ;I exclaimed for the second time….. “this girl don kill me o” I thought within, as i quickly reached for my phone and deleted her number…. “So na witch i b track” I said to myself, my mind was all over the place, as I couldn’t think straight…“how wish i come lash am nkor?,so na so my future for waka, see wetin Osibobo don cause me again, what of guy wey talk to am sef?”…and upon this realization I stood to my feet and started to pray like never before; my mother turned and looked at me with surprise…but she would never understand, nobody will understand  i just toasted a witch.

Oriasotie Ehis

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OZEBA