This is a ficlet of Cloverleaf, written to Eseme’s prompt to my current “third rail” prompt call.
Sometimes, Cya seriously regretted having made Cloverleaf a semi-representative government.
Generally, those were council days, when she was sitting at a table with the chosen and voted-in representatives of all three circles.
Being a dictatorship would be so much easier.
She listened carefully to everyone’s arguments. She asked the question she made sure to ask every time:
“Do we need a law for this, or is it a matter of personal choice?” Continue reading