Dr Fixit (261 - 270)
261 my friendship with other kids and the trust grandma had of me would wear rust if suddenly I was found to be loose of tongue. 'But what exactly is the truth?' I secretly wondered. Why were all the tales not in alignment, weighing on same scales all the arguments? In Antburg, there was big and small sins. If a bug bit you, you were free to hit that bug real hard. But if someone stole from your hut, 262 which was a big sin, and wouldn't own up, you took such a person to face the gods and immediately the consequences would be known though not all the times. Some ants had grown, it was speculated, wings and could fly quite high to evade justice. And though hard the clan did try to curtail these tales, they were gaining ground and prompted some their feet to pound to embrace the new way. The tale was rife that some fellows could robustly bribe 263 the gods and taken to the shrine, they would escape harm as no grime on them would be found tho...