The Dawn Chorus
The trees were filled with sweet birdsong. The blue hues of first light now mixed with pinks and orange. The air was crisp and a light dew covered the winter rye grass.
Suddenly, the birdsong broke into a cacophony of screech and squarks as birds flew from the tree canopies. Beneath the branches walked a lone figure with purpose. It was Nick K. His long strides matched the cadence of his heart beat. He was headed straight for Town Hall to cast his vote against Nick C. The early bird catches the worm!
Brianna was next. Brianna had been quiet as of late and her actions had been questioned. This time she justified her vote against Nick C by citing his vote against fallen policeman, Allan, the previous day. Those ballot papers mysteriously lost.
By now, a crowd was forming again, like clockwork. Gemma and Kyle were singled out next, also like clockwork.
Grant pushed his way forward, turned back towards the crowd and held an abacus above his head. With it, he proclaimed, he would use mathematics to find the razor gangs! Grant bewildered the crowd with an explanation, “The sum of the square roots of any two sides of an isosceles triangle is equal to the square root of the remaining side“, he started. The people of Sydney stood mouths agape, heads cocked and eyes squinted. When he was done, Grant declared, “And therefore, my vote goes against Lady Britin”.
Grant stood next to the ballot box as the next citizens avoided eye contact as they registered their votes. Votes were lodged for Nick C, Nick C, Kyle, Kyle, Nick C, Nick C, Kyle, Kyle. With each successive vote, Grant first slid one bead, then two beads for the next person, then three and so on. He took notes.
The final vote came late, from Jewls. Nick C’s fate was sealed. He was lynched in the golden light of the setting sun. Poor Nick C was just an honest townsfolk. The town showed him no mercy. Grant slid one bead back to it’s original place.
There were no reported deaths overnight.
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