Vol 2: Forty Miles Of West Bound Winds (2)
Inside a large towering clan perched upon high ground overlooking a wooden city, a meeting held at the highest point. A number of high ranked Elders of the clan sat around staring at a man bound to a seat in their centre.
“I now commence the hearing,” one of them said, “Remove his blindfolds, so he can speak,” he commanded and a cultivator walked in and took off his blindfolds, allowing the man to see the bright room. His mouth was also freed so he could now talk.
“Ufok Ayong, you stole the dark crystal on the fourth festival day and…” the presiding elder started to say.
“No, I did not. You are accusing me because of the blackout six months ago, but I was there when the blackout happened
and I know what caused it,” the accused spoke hurriedly.
“You have been accused of stealing a clan artefact and using it in a…” the presiding elder continued to say.