NovelEnglish“Carry these rocks up that hill,” she pointed. “Pile them at the top. Work quickly, I will punish you if you are lazy.”
I Looked up the Long slope and then at the pile of rough, heavy looking rocks, It wasn’t clear towhy this grouping of rocks needed to be moved, but I didn’t argue. I just set myself to work as Nu-reeh flew away.
The rocks were nominally heavy, the real issue was the incline. It was steep and long. I walked as quickly as I could and piled the rocks at the top.
The work was hot and dirty. Sof the stones were covered in a Layer of thick dried muck. It stuck to me, stuck to my clothes, and got in my hair.
At noon that strange filling food and a jug of water were given to me. The woman delivering the food demanded I work faster. I wasn’t nearly as far along as I should be.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtWhen the sun set I was delivered back to Nu-reeh’s quarters. She fedmy dinner and demanded I work on the outfit. I worked until I nearly fell asleep sitting over it and then crawled to lay down by the fire.
My days took on a terrible monotony. I moved stones all day. It was very boring and repetitive.
The stones were a gI assumed. It hadn’t takenLong to realized I moved the spile of rocks up the hill every day. Part ofwas tempted to just throw them off the cliff that lay several yards away. However, I realized how tenuous my current situation was.
I was sore and tired most of the time. Although I was fed at regular intervals weight dropped from me almost daily. There was never hunger, which I was grateful for, but I started to look starved.
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For sreason bathing was also prohibited by my new Mistress. The streaks of dirty sweat caking my features seemed to please her. I truly looked the part of the downtrodden slave now.
The only tNu-reeh seemed at all concerned aboutwas the day I fell and cut my hand. She had me wash and wrap it. The healing cream was applied to it generously. I failed to understand why that cut was healed and the rest ofwas left to look so bedraggled.
As I walked up the now familiar path with my burden, I often thought of Hannah. I hoped her life would be filled with wonderful adventures. I wondered where she was and what she was doing. Looking ruefully down at my heavy load, I knew it was better than how I was Living.
The current situation did not change my mindset. Even now, I made up my mind to be happy. I sang songs to myself. Sometimes it was songs I had made up, other times it was songs I had heard. Anything to keep my spirits up in this dreary existence.
Nu-reeh appeared one day when I was smiling and humming nonsense to myself as I worked. She Looked atas though there was a question she wanted to ask. Instead she handedthe outfit I had pieced together.
“Change,” she told me, “foot covers, too.”
We were outside and I placed the stone I had been carrying on the ground,
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmI took off the warm blue outfit, which was now mostly brown anyway, and put the rags on. Pulling off my foot covers, I put on the scraps I had sewn together for my feet. It was a fitting outfit for my current position.
Wind whipped around the mountain and I was pleasantly surprised. The stitching was done well, I barely felt a draft. A smile crept onto my face when I realized what a good job I had done. Since I only
had small victories in this life, I opted to celebrate them.
“You are a strange creature,” Nu-reeh said watchingcarefully. “I think you will still be good for them.”
“Thank you, Mistress,” I said automatically.
“I have heard you when you comfort them,” she said suddenly. “I heard you convincing them they were not slaves. That is a lie and I think you know it.”
“Yes, Mistress,” I answered softly.
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