Neferneferuaten

This was it. Today was the clincher. Today was the day sixty-five million years of nurturing Mother Earth would unravel. The truth – the impossible, fantastical, irrational truth – would be revealed, one step at a time. And it all fell on the shoulders of one man to give it to them straight. There was no way to ignore the billions of souls screaming for an explanation, a definition, a reason. At least his nut-job reputation was there to fall back on if they thought he was bluffing. Tides. This was all his fault. Can’t turn back the tide, in whatever sense of the word. “It’s time, Mr. Hawkins, sir,” chirp