The Famine
By: Iroh's Tea Shoppe Girls
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It had been the third season of unusual weather and bad fishing and hunting. The surplus was going to run empty very soon. Rationing had begun.
Children were no longer being told that they had to clean their plates, they were being told that there were not seconds. Young mothers with children in toe stood outside the palace to beg for more food, their children crying from empty stomaches.
There was great civil unrest, the chieftain hardly slept anymore. A fraction was forming that wanted the chieftain to step down, in favor of their leader, who, as far as anyone could tell, had no advantage in solving the hunger problems. There was another fraction which wanted to go find another place to live, a place with more food. The chieftain didn't like to have to admit it, but that option looked better and better with each day.