Rolling in History

Standing on the edge of the opposite shore. The anticipation has me tight as a trip wire. We decided to make the event an “Event” and packed a cooler with food and drinks and spent the day on the beach. There was swimming, applying layers of sunscreen, eating, laughing and having fun. The underlying prize was knowing we would witness history so the fun and glee was edged with sparks under our toes as we skipped along the day toward dusk.

We were an island in the sea of contenders for the best place. As the time grew near, the sound built and washed over the crowd, then ebbed into a murmur. Beads of light on the horizon grew to vast boulders. Buzzes and sirens broke into the turbulent noise on the beach. Riveted to our place we pooled together as we gazed outward.

A rumble rolled slowly into a roar as smoke and steam built like clouds tethered to the ground. The noise choked off the buzz and excitement of the onlookers and eyes squinted as the form rose. Then the gaze widened in awe and amazement.

Shooting for the horizon. Aiming for the achievement to be first, the best. Revered.

Bystanders. Witnesses. Onlookers. Pictures snapped away to prove it happened. To prove the participation.

A new rumble rolled over the beach as cheers erupt and emotions discharge like fireworks on the Fourth of July. Our collection of friends and family leapt, embraced and howled as the excitement escaped. .

The drive home was quiet. Peaceful and retrospective. A small smile sat on my mouth. I knew with certainty, this is one of “Those Times”.

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Flash fiction from a Surprise Prompt posted by Write on Edge. Quick and dirty.

“Take a look at the photo below and write. Don’t think too hard, just write what comes. Fiction or non-fiction. Don’t spend too long. Have fun!”

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12 comments on “Rolling in History

  1. NC Narrator says:

    I loved this – the description of the crowd and the excitement was so vivid! I would absolutely have loved to have been able to see a space shuttle launch, but we never had the opportunity. This post is what I would imagine that would be like. Great job!

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    • debseeman says:

      I’ve never witnessed a launch either, but always wished I could. Being part of a collective group of people celebrating a piece of history has it’s own special place in a life of memories.

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  2. This felt so real and like someone had been jotting things down in a notebook throughout the day of the Event.
    Very well done.
    Came from the linky.

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  3. Cameron says:

    Had you not said it was fiction, I was all set to be incredibly envious of your experience! A well painted scene.

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    • debseeman says:

      I guess if you’ve experienced the emotion and feelings of a life changing group event, you can change the scene and remember your own feelings and apply them, which is what I did here. I’m glad I “pulled it off”. Thanks Cam!

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  4. Fadra says:

    Beautiful prose! Something I’m terrible at but I agree that you painted a beautiful picture!

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  5. May says:

    I too believed whole heartedly that you were there. Well done.

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  6. jesterqueen1 says:

    The silence followed by the crowd’s cheer felt extremely real to me. The whole thing did, really, but that moment especially struck me with its vivid accuracy.

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    • debseeman says:

      I always feel like an epic shared, known moment is often immediately preceded by both silence and ecstatic noise. I’m so glad you felt it.

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