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killing kind, swept through the air and wiped out the Aklans. The transport swiftly departed, leaving the villagers
in stunned stupefaction.
The old woman fell to her knees and began a chant:
"O God of Mercy.
“O God of Light.
“O God of Death.
“O God of Life.
“Forgive us.
“Protect us.
“Give us strength.
“Keep us firm."
She rose and added: "And, help those poor souls in their flight towards Thee..."
Attacks on isolated Aklans were increasing. The Worlds' Council was attempting to guide the Regional
Councils in their search for the perpetrators but, no matter what information or equipment was given to the
Councils, no captures were reported.
After four months of attacks, with 900 Aklans killed and no one in custody, an official inquiry was
launched. The members were chosen by the appropriate Territorial Councils.
After three more months of attacks, with 1,440 more Aklans killed, the Worlds' Council set up its own
inquiry, secretly, with elite members of the Worlds' Protective Force guiding the operation.
People knew, in general, who to blame. But corruption of the Regional and Territorial Councils was also
common knowledge.
Surprisingly to most, the Aklan Community was making it known that they would intercede to mitigate
any punishment of the perpetrators.
Delva had yet to report the end of her period of mourning but word was still dispatched for her
assistance, though not through the usual direct channel, apparently out of respect for Delva's privacy. It was sent
to a company that often worked with the Council on matters of diplomatic import. A special directive
accompanied the message instructing the recipient to hold it until Delva returned from her retreat but, then, to
have it instantly given to her. These plans had been put in motion while the full membership of the Council was
unavailable. Three members had made their own decision. Those three members were mildly chastised for their
independent action at the next full meeting of the Council.
The reception of the message was greeted with glee by Anni Suria, a secret sympathizer of the
Independents. She relayed the message to Mura.
Mura had become the unofficial leader of the Independents on Angla-Palli. She had grown quite adept at
bringing people into the fold and keeping them working on various plans. She wasn't clear on some of the
Independents' dogma but she had a firm belief in one particular tenet: We are individuals and have the right to
make our own decisions.
Some of the Independents' decisions were distasteful to Mura but so had been most of the men she'd
slept with. Still, each man had helped her in some way to arrive at her present position of power so she found it
easy to sweep distasteful things from her mind.
She received the message from the Worlds' Council members to Delva and, if she had believed in God,
would have said He was blessing her. She called together a group of seven Independents she knew had extreme
experience in political affairs and discussed her visit to Delva.
The construction of the three Created Worlds had reached a critical juncture—materials were arriving in
orbit on a regular schedule and actual construction was to begin.
There would be a World built for only agriculture, one for only applied technology, and one for general
exploration of learning potential—a farm, a factory, and a school.
It had been decided the Worlds would be similar in size to the three inhabited Worlds but people would
not live and work on the surface. The internal construction would yield much more usable space and would also