Count Forty Stars
I stop to wipe the sweat off my brow. Not only does the heat bother me, but the earthen water pot also weighs heavily on my head.
I wish that I was a lady of a manor. Not the menial tasked woman who works for ladies who benefit from rich husbands, who lords over household servants, and who make the inferior feel less as humans.
The path to the river and back is a rough stretch. Among small rocks and hard ground, I walk barefoot. Not a sound escapes my lips when sharp-edged stones make tiny aberrations to my feet. Tiny as they are, they penetrate the skin of my soles to make deep lacerations.
I keep walking. Not the blood or the tears I care for. They matter not in my world of hardened misgivings.
There is the field that I yearn to go to. To seek the solace my poor heart craves. But the hours are far away still. The day has not ended for the night to waken my spirit of restless conquest.
It will be this night.
The sun hides at the hour it must. I walk to the field where the wildflowers thrive and rich vegetation covers its dark brown terrain. I hear the crickets from afar.
They sing a song of their own.
I hear the winds whisper as I wait for the stars to appear. They will show up soon, I console myself.
At the hour the skies house the constellation, I count up to forty stars.
I make a wish.
A secret will it be until it comes to fruition someday.
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To Leave Comments - Please SignIn with GoogleWelcome to Voice.Club, Shobana. You have really captured the hard life of a servant in her labour, carrying a water pot, bloody feet, fatigue. Well done!
Thank you, Margarida, for reading and commenting. I am so happy you found it well written. It gives me the encouragement I need to write better. Have a lovely week.
Shobana, what a wonderful story depicting the hardships faced by a servant who seeks nighttime for their wishes to come true. I enjoyed reading your story a ton!
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To Leave Comments - Please SignIn with GoogleThanks so much Bella for reading and commenting. I am so happy that you enjoyed reading my story. Have a lovely week.
Hello, Shobana. Welcome to voice club. Your story really resonates with me. That’s how I make a wish while watching the stars in the sky and, my wish is that tomorrow, when I wake up all my hard work to get out of poverty, has paid off. Your story really conveys the plight of your protagonist. Very well done. I am looking forward to reading more stories from you.
That’s such a lovely comment. I am so happy it resonates with you. May your wishes come true, Lotchie. Thank you.
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To Leave Comments - Please SignIn with GoogleThank you, Shobana. And you are always welcome.