Twenty Five Thousand Feet (repost)

Avatar Author: Concerned Reader I ain't a writer right now, and I probably wont be one in the future, but I sure as hell enjoy the act of writing. I've only just started writing in the past few years, and even then have only produced short stories and s... Read Bio

I mash my foot to the floor, and the hum of the engines grows into a full roar. The atmosphere whistles around the small canopy of my Tesla X800 as I push it to the max. Both turbines are roaring behind me now, leaving twin streaks across the sky. The air in front of me compresses, the whole ship seems to quiver in fear, and then it passes into silence. I’ve left sound behind.

I love flying. It’s the only place where my thoughts clear. Up at twenty five thousand feet it’s just me, my ship, and my mind. Everything else just fades away. It’s the only place where I can find an escape from the hustle and bustle of the topside. Even the underground has become too loud. More and more people are immigrating every day. The constant tunneling machines and shouting of workers combine with the cacophony of traders and imports. Up here, I can escape from all of that. Make my own path through the stars.

“Hey! Hey Trilobite! Your times up! And shut the door behind you!”

Only three more years. Then I can fly for real.

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  1. Avatar HSAR

    I like the dreamlike quality of this piece, and the abrupt end to his daydream. I do, however, spot a small inaccuracy – in the plane, the throttle is not controlled by the foot pedals.

  2. Avatar Concerned Reader

    Perhaps in his vision of what a plane or aircraft is, the throttle is pedal powered?

    That is kinda an oversight on my part though.

  3. Ahfl_icon THX 0477

    Cute moment, and a nice entry to the challenge. Feels like maybe a steampunk sort of theme to it underlying the little moment? Would have gone nicely in the ’Twist" challenge as well.

  4. Avatar Concerned Reader

    Thanks THX. It was meant as a sort of cyberpunk/steampunk setting.

  5. Avatar Jessica Cahill

    “The air in front of me compresses, the whole ship seems to quiver in fear, and then it passes into silence. I’ve left sound behind.” I love this moment in the piece. I could feel it as I read it. Bravo.