The Merlions of the Council’s Army allowed the splinter group to pass. The leader said quickly to the Merlion‘s uncle, “We’ll try and have them join us. Or else we’ll stop them following you. Go now. And keep going. I’ve seen the boy’s map, we can catch you up.”
They wished each other luck and those bound for Singapore moved toward the tunnel. The boy held his breath once more and his Merlion led the group through the tunnel. They collected on the far side and the boy, from memory for his map had been confiscated by the Council, led the group away in the dark, seeking shelter where they could await the Council’s Army.
They waited through the night, each gaining some sleep while others spent time examining the sea for signs of their fellow Merlions.
Eventually it came and a brave Merlion swam out to meet those who’d come, whether friend or foe. He found only six of those who had protected their passage, all battered and bruised.
Among them was their captain who told them as his wounds were seen to, in between winces, “They didn’t even stop to listen. Attacked on arrival. And viciously. Obviously knew what we’d done. Once I took out my opposite number it got easier- most of them fled, so we did too. Might not be long before a search party follows. If they aren’t too scared. We should move on soon.”
And so began the journey of the Merlions to Singapore.
They wished each other luck and those bound for Singapore moved toward the tunnel. The boy held his breath once more and his Merlion led the group through the tunnel. They collected on the far side and the boy, from memory for his map had been confiscated by the Council, led the group away in the dark, seeking shelter where they could await the Council’s Army.
They waited through the night, each gaining some sleep while others spent time examining the sea for signs of their fellow Merlions.
Eventually it came and a brave Merlion swam out to meet those who’d come, whether friend or foe. He found only six of those who had protected their passage, all battered and bruised.
Among them was their captain who told them as his wounds were seen to, in between winces, “They didn’t even stop to listen. Attacked on arrival. And viciously. Obviously knew what we’d done. Once I took out my opposite number it got easier- most of them fled, so we did too. Might not be long before a search party follows. If they aren’t too scared. We should move on soon.”
And so began the journey of the Merlions to Singapore.
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