Friday, 14 March 2014

250 Words: The Merlion (Part Twelve)

While the Merlion sat before the Council, the boy spoke further with the young Merlion they had followed and told him about the events that had led them to journey to the Island of the Merlions. 

As the boy told of the Merlion’s hair growth, the young Merlion nodded and said, “Yes, we suffer from that condition here.  The sufferers are kept out of sight to help stop the depression’s spread, but it’s already taken its toll and reduced our numbers greatly.  There’s been a movement, although small, to escape for some time.  But the council are too strong and most Merlions fear their army of enforcers.”

After hearing of the piratical takeover of Singapore the young Merlion had a further thought.  “The Council are proud- if you stroke can their egos… in short, beg and tell them their help is essential and that in offering it they’ll be able to call the shots and ensure the future safety of this island and the Merlions...  

“In the meantime, I’ll talk to your Merlion’s uncle.  He leads those who want out.  Through him we might be able to get the whole family on our side and, well, your Merlion’s father is on the Council.  And this plan sounds better than an escape to me.”

The pair were all smiles and plans when the dismayed Merlion returned from the Council, his mane already looking a little longer and slightly dishevelled. Soon he began to smile too as they told him their ideas. 

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