Cry of the Fields


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For Prompt ”Plantation”

Short Dark Story About The Rift Between A Slave And His Owner’s Family.

Cry of the Fields

There were trees that necks stretched tall.

There were trees that necks stretched tall. Green grass grazed along the rolling ground.

There were trees that necks stretched tall. Green grass grazed along the rolling ground. Rows of crops seemed to stretch for miles and miles.

There were trees that necks stretched tall. Green grass grazed along the rolling ground. Rows of crops seemed to stretch for miles and miles. The sun had just woken up.

Wolcott was out in the fields harvesting cocoa and coffee.

Wolcott was out in the fields harvesting cocoa and coffee. The heat of the rays was hammering down, but Walcott was determined to finish his work for the day.

Ace Alforde called out for him to meet inside.

Ace Alforde called out for him to meet inside. ”Walcott, you can take a break. I need to have a word with you inside!” shouted Ace.

Though reluctant to stop working, Wolcott met up with Ace.

Though reluctant to stop working, Wolcott met up with Ace. The house stood tall with white pillars to support.

Though reluctant to stop working, Wolcott met up with Ace. The house stood tall with white pillars to support. It's inside was beautiful.

Wolcott stepped up to the door and walked in.

Wolcott stepped up to the door and walked in. Ace handed him a fork that had been sharpened.

Wolcott stepped up to the door and walked in. Ace handed him a fork that had been sharpened. Puzzled, Walcott asked questions.

”Ace, why have you handed me this for-“

”Ace, why have you handed me this for-“ Before he could finish, Madame Alforde busted inside.

”Ace, why have you handed me this for-“ Before he could finish, Madame Alforde busted inside. With her face was dripping with disdain, she began to speak.

”Why is he still here at the estate? I've told you to keep him outside or better yet, get rid of him!”

”Why is he still here at the estate? I've told you to keep him outside or better yet, get rid of him!” Ace and Walcott froze.

Walcott was unaware that Madame was back from her outing.

Walcott was unaware that Madame was back from her outing. Before she left, she demanded Ace to revoke his privileges to enter the estate.

Unable to talk back, Walcott began to head for the door.

Unable to talk back, Walcott began to head for the door. Before he was able to step out, Madame grabbed him by the neck and began choking him while she clawed into his eyes.

Afraid, Ace remained silent, but the look in his eye showed he wasn't happy about the situation.

Afraid, Ace remained silent, but the look in his eye showed he wasn't happy about the situation. Walcott screamed in pain as so did his eyes.

Afraid, Ace remained silent, but the look in his eye showed he wasn't happy about the situation. Walcott screamed in pain as so did his eyes. Madame began to speak once more.

”Why are people of your kind so ignorant and foolish!”

”Why are people of your kind so ignorant and foolish!” Madame eventually let go.

”Why are people of your kind so ignorant and foolish!” Madame eventually let go. ”Ace, I need you to get this lowlife out of my house!” she declared.

She headed up the stairs.

She headed up the stairs. The sound of her heels followed.

Weeping uncontrollably, Walcott started to speak.

Weeping uncontrollably, Walcott started to speak. ”Ace, why didn't you protect me from your Madame!”

Weeping uncontrollably, Walcott started to speak. ”Ace, why didn't you protect me from your Madame!” Ace replied.

”I did! That is why I handed you the fork!”

”I did! That is why I handed you the fork!” ”I didn't need a fork to protect me Ace, I needed a person!” cried Walcott while holding on to his eyes.

Ace’s head fell.

Ace’s head fell. ”I'm sorry Walcott, the world would not allow me. That is just the way things are.”

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