remedy
Almost there. As he rounded the bend in the track his destination became visible. Pausing for a moment, he quickly stole a glance behind him to see how far he had come, The wheels of the small wooden cart he dragged behind him had left soft imprints in the dirt road. They ached. He ached.
I picked up the broom and started sweeping the floor. Plenty of dust, but it's hard to see without a proper light. Beams of sunlight stream through cracks in the old oak doors and illuminate a myriad of disturbed particles.
"We can't let this stand, we need to make an example out of him."
"Look, let's not be so hasty."
"Why not? If we don't nip this in the bud then everybody will think it's fine to act that way. No, we need to show leadership on this. Go drum up some attention, would you?"