Mid-Week Flash Challenge - Week 131
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I wanted something different, but in the end I went with an old idea I'd had years ago.
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Arctic Ark
We had finally arrived at the water. It had been a hard slog across a frozen desert on snowmobiles, and then pushing them through a scrub forest, but we were here at last; there was hope.
There was still snow on the beach but it wouldn’t last long. It didn’t matter how high up we travelled, anymore there was no escaping it. But there was still time, enough time to build a boat – at least we hoped there would be.
We’d look at the trees as we had come through the scrub. It wasn’t going to be easy, but there was enough here.
I sat on the shore looking at the view with Jake Hanson. ‘It’s red, even this far up.’
‘You knew it would be.’
‘I hoped it wouldn’t be. I’d thought we’d still have some blue sky days.’
‘I think they’re gone from the earth for now.’
Rob Peterson came over and joined us. He had an armful of driftwood with him which he arranged in a pyramid.
Hanson looked around. ‘Where are the others?’
‘They’re getting started on some shelters. And Amy and Marcus have gone off to mark some trees ready for felling tomorrow.’
‘Okay. I think Kani brought the tools on his sled, didn’t he?’
‘Yep.’ Rob started fanning the spark he had made.’
I stared at the little flame. ‘It’s crazy, isn’t it? It’s what’s killing us but we can’t live without it.’
‘The irony of life.’ Jake pulled me closer into him and wrapped an arm round me.
We heard barking and saw Kani coming over the ridge between forest and beach, his arms full of equipment, the huskies dancing round his legs. Hanson got up to go help him. I waited for them to arrive before receiving doggy kisses as they barrelled into me, their tails almost catching light in the beachside fire. It was one of the few pleasures left.
He looked the sky over the water. ‘Magnificent and eerie. I’ve never seen anything like it up here.’
‘No one has. When was the last time this water flowed?’ Rob pointed at the ocean in front of us.
‘I’ve never seen it flow. When it cracked open last month there was no one in the village who had ever seen it thaw. It’s crazy.’
‘I wish you’d managed to persuade them to join us, they would have been invaluable.’
Kani looked sombre. ‘Me too. But they don’t believe it is the end, they think it is a new beginning.’
I shivered. It was a new beginning of sorts; the fires would cleanse the earth. Taking to water was the only way to survive, and our little band of engineers would hopefully build something sturdy to endure and wait for them to burn out. We had all brought skills. Mine was navigation. I could get us anywhere with my eidetic memory for maps. The trick was keeping healthy and fed. If we managed that we just might make it.
I wanted something different, but in the end I went with an old idea I'd had years ago.
The General Guidelines can be found here.
How to create a clickable link in Blogger comments can be found on lasts week's post here.
There is also a Facebook group for Mid-Week Flash, if you fancy getting the prompt there.
Arctic Ark
We had finally arrived at the water. It had been a hard slog across a frozen desert on snowmobiles, and then pushing them through a scrub forest, but we were here at last; there was hope.
There was still snow on the beach but it wouldn’t last long. It didn’t matter how high up we travelled, anymore there was no escaping it. But there was still time, enough time to build a boat – at least we hoped there would be.
We’d look at the trees as we had come through the scrub. It wasn’t going to be easy, but there was enough here.
I sat on the shore looking at the view with Jake Hanson. ‘It’s red, even this far up.’
‘You knew it would be.’
‘I hoped it wouldn’t be. I’d thought we’d still have some blue sky days.’
‘I think they’re gone from the earth for now.’
Rob Peterson came over and joined us. He had an armful of driftwood with him which he arranged in a pyramid.
Hanson looked around. ‘Where are the others?’
‘They’re getting started on some shelters. And Amy and Marcus have gone off to mark some trees ready for felling tomorrow.’
‘Okay. I think Kani brought the tools on his sled, didn’t he?’
‘Yep.’ Rob started fanning the spark he had made.’
I stared at the little flame. ‘It’s crazy, isn’t it? It’s what’s killing us but we can’t live without it.’
‘The irony of life.’ Jake pulled me closer into him and wrapped an arm round me.
We heard barking and saw Kani coming over the ridge between forest and beach, his arms full of equipment, the huskies dancing round his legs. Hanson got up to go help him. I waited for them to arrive before receiving doggy kisses as they barrelled into me, their tails almost catching light in the beachside fire. It was one of the few pleasures left.
He looked the sky over the water. ‘Magnificent and eerie. I’ve never seen anything like it up here.’
‘No one has. When was the last time this water flowed?’ Rob pointed at the ocean in front of us.
‘I’ve never seen it flow. When it cracked open last month there was no one in the village who had ever seen it thaw. It’s crazy.’
‘I wish you’d managed to persuade them to join us, they would have been invaluable.’
Kani looked sombre. ‘Me too. But they don’t believe it is the end, they think it is a new beginning.’
I shivered. It was a new beginning of sorts; the fires would cleanse the earth. Taking to water was the only way to survive, and our little band of engineers would hopefully build something sturdy to endure and wait for them to burn out. We had all brought skills. Mine was navigation. I could get us anywhere with my eidetic memory for maps. The trick was keeping healthy and fed. If we managed that we just might make it.
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