Every Wednesday we get our weekly picture prompt for the Friday Fictioneers, graciously provided by our Fairy Blog Mother Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. There’ve been reruns of old prompts for a few weeks now, which is a nice break for the ‘founder-fictioneers’ because they can re-post their old stories. Newcomers like me get an interesting glimpse into the Friday Fictioneers’ past. The reason for the reruns is Rochelle’s third book, As One Must, One Can, which has a deadline in July.
The task is to write a story: beginning, middle, and end, in 100 words or less. You can find all the Fictioneers’ stories when you click on the Froggy. Please read, comment, and if you like, join the fun. Everyone is welcome.
The Fire of Progress
Waves thump against her pedestal with a steady beat but she doesn’t flinch. Right arm pointing towards the sky, she brandishes her torch at a sinking civilization.
It’s only been six feet over the last fifty years. That’s not much, but enough to submerge her island. Coastlines change. Islands disappear. People on the move create a flood of a different kind.
This will go on for centuries, but she doesn’t care. She stands tall. Her fire of progress illuminates the other building that will stand: the stock exchange. Even at maximum sea level, both will prevail. Until their bases crumble.
<begin eco-freak sermon>I don’t care if you ‘believe’ in human-made climate change or not, fact is that the ice melts and sea levels rise. Earth’s climate is a very complex system, difficult to understand. That isn’t an excuse for not adapting the things we know have an effect and can be changed. If you like to play around with a sea level map, go here. Of course it isn’t 100% accurate, but it gives you an idea how different places could be affected.</end eco-freak sermon. 😉 >
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