After trying these leaves, which in fact were Bali Kratom, Kratom-Kratom felt inspired to beat rhythms that were even much more complex and refined than anything he had ever been able to produce before. At the same time Kratom-Kratom noticed how an enormous power overcame him, a feeling where borderless optimism combined with absolute self confidence: Kratom-Kratom felt that from now on nothing would ever stop or frighten him again.

In these Bali Kratom leaves, so Kratom-Kratom thought, he had found the magic that until then seemed to have made the Arabian slave traders invincible for his people.

Not any more…

So Kratom-Kratom shouldered his best talking-drum and the bag with the Bali Kratom and followed the slave traders to the coast.

Wherever he felt any needs he would stop at a hamlet and drum.

People would come running and were so overwhelmed by happiness that they would fulfill him every wish - except for one: whenever Kratom-Kratom felt tired, he would not call for people. He would nibble one of those Bali Kratom leaves.

After a long journey Kratom-Kratom reached the city of Monrovia, a place of bustle and fishy business where a Fulbe herds boy usually would have no chance and ended on a slave ship right away.

But Kratom-Kratom would just beat his drum, nibble his Bali Kratom leaves and have his ways with whom he wanted.

And so it happened that finally a captain of one of the big, fast schooners would invite Kratom-Kratom on board. There was wining and dining, and Kratom-Kratom finally shared a leave with the captain. “I will go east, where these leaves come from,” said the captain. “Will you join me?”

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