Regression (Civilization) -- Fiction; Science fiction; Short stories
The Old Man had not been napping. As Rog's attention wavered he
leaped in close and pulled his cudgel around behind him for a vicious
roundhouse swipe that would crush his adversary's head. Rog's only
warning was his hissing breath. He squatted down quickly, just as the
stone swept over him, so close it raised the hackles on his neck.
In the next moment Rog's chance came. Sarak lunged off balance and
twisted desperately around to recover it. Rog took one deep breath ...
and then he leaped.
His club hissed through the air as he put all his force into a final
effort. There was a solid crunching sound as the sharp rock connected
with Sarak's skull. The Old Man went down without a sound, and he was
Old Man no longer....
In the moment's hush that fell over the group, Rog went swiftly back
to Lo and Johann Adam. He stood between them and raised both arms for
attention.
"Is there any other who wishes to be ruler?" he shouted.
There was not a sound. Luk-no crouched where he had fallen.
A glad tide rushed up in Rog's breast. He had won! He was the Old Man
now, himself, free to do as he wished, and with the power to make the
tribe do what he knew was best for them. He spoke once more.
"Then, know this--I am your ruler and you are my people. But this old
man beside me is far wiser than any of us. You will follow my wishes--I
will follow his. You do not know what this means now, but you will
later."
A few feet away the hapless Luk-no still crouched and awaited the
death blow that was his due. Then Rog performed the first act of mercy
mankind had known in many hundreds of years.
Sharply he said to him, "Get up. I will not kill you because I do not
deign to dirty my club with your blood. But if ever you interfere with
me or my mate or the old one, it will go hard with you."
Luk-no crept away, while amazement gripped the tribe. And in the eyes
of the men and women Rog read complete victory.
Johann Adam shook his wise old head, realizing what had happened. "I
have known men far more cultured than you to seize the opportunity you
spurned," he murmured. "Perhaps with such a start, civilization will
come to a better end, this time!"
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