"Noted," Hadama said, bemused at Flora 's flouncing, but inclining his head in gratitude as she cast her vote. Merfolk and humans alike walked or swam up to the vase and cast their stones, and though there was little excitement over the proceedings it was understandable.
The world was moving once more, and in unpredictable directions. The project that had begun more than half a year ago out of joy was now being rushed to conclusion out of necessity. But the mermanta planned for the long term. The current instability would, eventually, be dealt with and the Fountain would serve its purpose in peaceful days to come.
Or the current problems would not be dealt with, and the future would not matter to any of them.
As long as he ruled he would plan for the former, however, and resist the latter as long as he could.
When the line trickled out Hadama chose a white stone of his own to drop in the vase before nodding at the attendants. They upended the container and the votes spilled out across the stones beside the canal. Red and white shone in nearly equal measure, while black stones were few and far between. The colors were swiftly separated and counted in full view of those watching, and in the end the votes for White Rum squeaked by with the victory.
~Fin~
The world was moving once more, and in unpredictable directions. The project that had begun more than half a year ago out of joy was now being rushed to conclusion out of necessity. But the mermanta planned for the long term. The current instability would, eventually, be dealt with and the Fountain would serve its purpose in peaceful days to come.
Or the current problems would not be dealt with, and the future would not matter to any of them.
As long as he ruled he would plan for the former, however, and resist the latter as long as he could.
When the line trickled out Hadama chose a white stone of his own to drop in the vase before nodding at the attendants. They upended the container and the votes spilled out across the stones beside the canal. Red and white shone in nearly equal measure, while black stones were few and far between. The colors were swiftly separated and counted in full view of those watching, and in the end the votes for White Rum squeaked by with the victory.
~Fin~
