PHOTO PROMPT © Na’ama Yehuda
The article stated it was the worst drought in decades, quoting researcher-facts and interspersed with images of wildlife writhing on cracked mud. The last time Lake Ngami dried up was in the eighties.
The sun burned the backs of Kgosi and his men as they dug a hole, deep and wide enough, for underground water to seep into it. A man-made water hole. It wouldn’t last long. Wild animals would travel far in search of water. Next Saturday they would dig another one a few kilometers east of this hole.
Kgosi hoped the rains would come soon.
Written for Friday Fictioneers hosted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. Write a story in 100 words or less, click the frog to share your flash fiction and read what others have written.
Fresh water will one day be the wealth of future nations.
photo prompt ©majesticgoldenrose
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Earl eyed the calf peering at him through the gate. A warm glow bloomed in his chest. The calf was yet another product of his labour over the years.
The warm glow receded as a memory pushed to the surface. Empty dams and empty warehouses. Subsidised bags of grain arriving on government vehicles, at first enough to get through the season, but later cut by half. He, and the other farmers, were forced to let their cattle roam in search of grass growing on the side of the highways. If they didn’t die from starvation, they were killed by trucks. When they herded them home, Earl pitied their bony frames. Cattle should never be bony.
A low bleating moan pierced the air and the memories evaporated. He smiled. A cow in labour. His herd, and balance sheet, just expanded. The air smelled musty. He didn’t have to look up at the dark clouds gathering to know that more rain was coming.
Written for Flash Fiction For Aspiring Writers, a challenge to write an entire story in 100 – to 175 words.