“We know enough of history to deny the instatement of kings.” Leyla wrapped her shawl more tightly about her shoulders.
The hall was drafty in the night winds, making the fire cower in its pit. Roof cloth flapped crazily like the applause of a confused crowd. Ignoring the sneer in Leyla’s voice, I directed my argument toward the other councillors.
“I am requesting that we reevaluate our current political structure, to make better decisions faster. I don’t even want to be in charge. My purpose is not to usurp anyone, it is to remove the delay of decision making. We could make greater discoveries if I was allowed out of the village limits-”
“I’ve heard enough of this!” Yorman’s beard fluttered.
“What about the signal? Who would have found the radios and headsets if I had not experimented in secret? We know there are others out there far more advanced than we are.”
“Your actions place us in peril. You keep the village restless. We have survived here for generations without your troublesome discoveries.”