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MORPHING ASHES INTO A PHOENIX. Chapter #9
CHAPTER 9: RAINDROPS
Back in the hut, Andrew saw Adana move all night on her rug as she could not sleep. After many struggles, she went out.
In the starlit meadows, she saw how her tribe's land was being sold as she stood and watched in captivity. The truce was wavering away from its meaning. She had never succumbed to such derogatory eyes. This was going to be a start, free of greed and materialism.
She had to be resilient or else, these hounds will eat their people alive.
A cunning thought flashed into her mind as she saddled up her horse and hooted some tunes into the nightshade. Her guards appeared within some time and they made their way to Mr. Gosling's cottage. After waiting for long, Andrew fell asleep.
He was awakened by a noise outside in the morning. He went outside to find Ada and Regina had arrived. Mr. Gosling's hands had been chained as Grandpa Vince stood there, ashamed.
Screamed Adana, emerging amongst the people, "This land is not to be sold". She kicked him on the chin causing him to fall down. "You were the administrative authority. Now you are in the hands of the defensive authority. I can take out whomsoever I want that deems a scoundrel to me".
"You have belittled us in our ways and customs. You were made the government's representative to aid us in developing it. And now, I am being told that you had kept quite a share of the money for yourself. You have proved it for us that man's greed is certainly inevitable", said Grandpa growing fiercer.
"Take him away", ordered Adana, turning to Regina. She whispered, "That's one down for your promises of peace and hope", and came to the tent.
Ada stood devastated, looking at Regina as they hugged each other sadly. But then, someone from the crowd behind them muttered, "geesh, what a dictator".
A week passed by. Ada passed down a resolution. The money would be given back to the elitists and everyone else. They were more than welcome to stay in the...
Back in the hut, Andrew saw Adana move all night on her rug as she could not sleep. After many struggles, she went out.
In the starlit meadows, she saw how her tribe's land was being sold as she stood and watched in captivity. The truce was wavering away from its meaning. She had never succumbed to such derogatory eyes. This was going to be a start, free of greed and materialism.
She had to be resilient or else, these hounds will eat their people alive.
A cunning thought flashed into her mind as she saddled up her horse and hooted some tunes into the nightshade. Her guards appeared within some time and they made their way to Mr. Gosling's cottage. After waiting for long, Andrew fell asleep.
He was awakened by a noise outside in the morning. He went outside to find Ada and Regina had arrived. Mr. Gosling's hands had been chained as Grandpa Vince stood there, ashamed.
Screamed Adana, emerging amongst the people, "This land is not to be sold". She kicked him on the chin causing him to fall down. "You were the administrative authority. Now you are in the hands of the defensive authority. I can take out whomsoever I want that deems a scoundrel to me".
"You have belittled us in our ways and customs. You were made the government's representative to aid us in developing it. And now, I am being told that you had kept quite a share of the money for yourself. You have proved it for us that man's greed is certainly inevitable", said Grandpa growing fiercer.
"Take him away", ordered Adana, turning to Regina. She whispered, "That's one down for your promises of peace and hope", and came to the tent.
Ada stood devastated, looking at Regina as they hugged each other sadly. But then, someone from the crowd behind them muttered, "geesh, what a dictator".
A week passed by. Ada passed down a resolution. The money would be given back to the elitists and everyone else. They were more than welcome to stay in the...
