Even at the period when the day still remained bright in Osun, Ifa-ile still remained in darkness and fear that it grew worse than the blood flowing in their river, death of plants and animals which made it so that they shall have no water to drink and no food to eat.
Their third peril at this moment was their first child who, according to the words of the witches, became lifeless from one house to the other house.
In the first house to which it happened, it was in a house of a widow whose only daughter remained her first child and at the top of her voice, in her stream of tears, she wailed for her name. For she cannot lose her only daughter and so shall death shall her rather than her daughter.
