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Student @ Prince Abubarkar Audu University
The forbidden river
<p> </p><p><br/></p><p>In the heart of Abuja, where the city's rhythm pulsed through the streets like a drumbeat, Ada discovered the forbidden river. They whispered about it in hushed tones, the elderly ones, pointing to the outskirts of town where the city's concrete gave way to sprawling green. The river, they said, was cursed, hidden away by the gods themselves, protecting its secrets and its treasures. Ada, with her wild locks and a spirit as fierce as the harmattan winds, had always been drawn to the mystical. As a child, she'd listen, transfixed, to her grandmother's tales of the river's beauty, how it sang at night, its waters glowing like lanterns in the dark. The stories sparked something in Ada, a flame that grew with every passing year, until she couldn't resist the allure of the forbidden. One drizzly evening, Ada set out, armed with nothing but a flashlight and a determination that belied the cautionary tales. The path unwided before her, winding through thick bush and past sleeping villages, the air thick with the scent of wet earth and possibility. The rain-soaked leaves whispered secrets as she passed, guiding her deeper into the heart of the unknown The river appeared like a shimmering mirage, its waters a deep, mysterious green, veiled in mist. Ada felt the earth shift beneath her feet, as if the land itself was awakening. The river's song swelled, a melody so haunting, so beautiful, it brought tears to her eyes. She stepped into the shallows, feeling the cool water lap at her ankles, and the world around her dissolved. In that moment, Ada was home The river spoke to her, its voice like her grandmother's, weaving tales of ancient magic, of the people who once walked the land, of the secrets buried beneath the city's concrete. The waters rose, carrying her deeper, and Ada surrendered, letting the river claim her When she emerged, the sun was rising, casting a golden glow over the awakening world. Ada's clothes were dry, her skin scented with the river's essence, her heart forever changed. From that day on, she roamed the city's edges, listening for the river's whisper, carrying its stories, its magic, into the heart of Abuja, weaving a new tale, one of wonder, of the forbidden river, and the wild, beautiful heart of the city</p>
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