The view under the iron-rusted beam was breathtaking. None of the stories had prepared them for the sight. The air felt fresh; the sun warm on their backs. Born in the bowels of the earth, they felt a freedom their generation had never experienced: the chance to move unhindered along the sandy beach, to shout out with the joy for life.
“Dare we go?”
“If it weren’t safe, surely we would be dead by now?”
The rebels stepped hesitantly onto the textured sand. Bliss! Even if they were to suffer from radiation exposure, this moment in time was worth it.
© Colline Kook-Chun, 2019
(This post was inspired by Friday Fictioneers hosted by Rochelle. The challenge asks for bloggers to write a story in 100 words or less in response to the photo prompt.)
How very un-rebel like! The sea can do that to you.
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Definitely rebel-like when you have been told not to go outside 🙂
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Nah, I reckon they’re safe
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Probably 🙂
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How scary it must be to brave the world they don’t know is safe or not.
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Especially when they have been told repeatedly it is not!
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Right!
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Never mind the radiation – I hope they’re all wearing sunglasses!
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I can imagine that they would be squinting their eyes against the sunlight 😀
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Dear Collne,
A generation raised underground would be fascinated by the sea. Hope it’s worth the risk.
Shalom,
Rochelle
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One would always hope so Rochelle.
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This is a beautiful description of people emerging out of bomb shelters.
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I did not think of this scenario Robbie. A heart-breaking thought, isn’t it? To think that man wants to destroy others and in the process destroys our natural environment.
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I wonder what it would be like to have no inkling, and then come across such beauty. I think I might have gone too..
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I know I would have. I would not have been able to resist!
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the question for me is, will they go back to their underground safety? If they do, will they be quarantined or forced to return to the surface for fear of contaminating others? Yes, rebels, I think. With the courage to dare.
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You have suggested so many different scenarios. Love it!
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View from under the beam is certainly spectacular. If rebels are to die either by bullet or by radiation, they might as well enjoy the beauty.
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Yes, a breathtaking beauty that they have never before experienced.
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Sounds like a final scene of a movie. So sad they have to face danger/death just to get some sunshine 😦
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Or is it a new beginning in which they get to explore a world that has healed itself 🙂
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🙂 ❤ I love that take on it.
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Hopefully it’s safe and they get to experience many more such peaceful moments
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One can only hope.
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They’e probably told for good reason not to go outside. A horrible fate, but maybe seeing the world as it should be is worth it to them.
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One can only hope that the danger has passed.
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Imagination runs wild on the thoughts and minds of the awakening in a new World.
A virtual rebirth of the Senses.
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Most definitely Ian. I imagine their sense of smell must be filled with joy as well.
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They’re brave. I can feel their joy at the discovery of a new world, although I fear for them now that they’ve exposed themselves to its dangers. Well told.
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Thank you. It is a joy that is tinged with the fear that it may be for a short while only.
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