Joseph Nyarko

The River of Lost Time.

The river ran backwards on the day the Queen vanished. It was a strange sight, the silver waters, once flowing steadily towards the horizon, now rushed upstream, twisting around the jagged rocks as if they were rebelling against nature itself. The villagers watched in stunned silence, unsure whether to be terrified or mesmerized. But no one knew it yet the river's defiance was only the beginning.