Five-Hundred Word Challenge 689: The Ladder

Downpours abound and the only way out is up, so it’s time to start building a ladder to ascend. How high? Well, as high as it needs to be. There is no other answer. There is no other option. The floods are coming and they need to be risen above.

And so the building starts and it starts off small. At first it is only a few steps, but they are wide as there needs to be space to sit down just in case one gets tired during the climbing. Many materials are used to make sure that the foundation is solid. The first few steps are placed and it appears as though it would get someone to a roof of a small house. Not a bad start, but there needs to be faster action as rain does not wait and as such the building needs to move quickly, lest people get caught in the rainfall and become soaked.

Soon the ladder takes more shape. Well, more shape than it had already taken on, that is. It seems to grow and become bigger and a little wider and soon it reaches a point where it appears as though the area below is quite far away, though it only is about thirty or forty metres. It’s a good amount of work and effort, but of course there needs to be more as there is little time to spare. This is not the time to take solace in the effort thus far.

So then more building into the ladder goes and this leads to the ladder being far, far greater in size. At the same time it appears as though it has some form of stairs at points and becomes less of a ladder and more of a path. Soon the ground is as small as it is massive and people are rather difficult to see when it comes to details. You can kind of make out who they are, but only by recognising clothes and not facial features. From this point the clouds can be seen. They are moving rather fast into the area. Not long before it starts bucketing down. The building needs to continue on and it needs to be faster and more efficient.

More development, more reinforcing structure and at this point the ladder is now a towering colossus, ready to climb for many, though it still needs to grow as it is yet to reach over the clouds. It is yet to get close to the underside of the clouds. There is little time, though time may no longer be an affordable thing. An alcove at the current top of the ladder exists which works as a makeshift shelter, but few make it as it starts raining.

It rains heavily for what feels like an eternity crammed into a few minutes, then the clouds continue on their path, leaving no flood and no damage. Having been revealed as pointless, the ladder is swiftly dismantled for its materials.

The time it took to write five-hundred words: 07:52:59

It started raining just before I started this. Decided to write about the rain and instead wrote about a ladder… kind of.

Written at home.

About Stupidity Hole

I'm some guy that does stuff. Hoping to one day fill the internet with enough insane ramblings to impress a cannibal rat ship. I do more than I probably should. I have a page called MS Paint Masterpieces that you may be interested in checking out. I also co-run Culture Eater, an online zine for covering the arts among other things. We're on Patreon!
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