Welcome to the six sentence challenge for this week. The word is "well".
The Well
Nicoshi peered over the small brick wall and tried to see to the bottom of the well.
There was no bucket attached to the rope, curled up neatly as it was, with a meter or so hanging loose, which made him wonder if, somehow , the said bucket had fallen and was now buried under water way down at the bottom.
He leaned in, straining both body and eyes, but all he could see was the wall that stretched far below,
becoming a pool of deep blackness.
Desperate now to find water, he takes hold of the rope and, guiding himself by wedging his feet against the wall, descended, slowly, resurfacing some minutes later with a perfectly good, dry, wooden bucket tied to his belt.
While he slumped onto the parched earth, against the wall , trying to put himself in as much shade as possible, he looked around the arid landscape to find a tree or something to give a bit of relief, but there was no escaping the hot afternoon sun.
This was the third day he'd been on the run, hiding and without any form of sustenance and now he puts his hand in his pocket and pulls out a photo of a young woman with a little girl and himself, which he strokes with fingers wet with tears .
