Short stories from my creative writing class

#016 - Focused Freewrite

The ringing and the clatter of metal greets my ears, the massive blanket-like structure that towers above everything else.

My leather suitcase weighs heavily on my arm.

Underneath my other arm is a sketchpad and a charcoal pencil.

Slanted handwriting weaves through my mind along with shattered phrases of english. The Swastica's on the rear blare under the red light, and the joyous laughter of children flow through my ears like notes from a harp.

The inside was narrow but large, small lanterns are strung up on the walls and the crewmen dash this way and that making sure that everything is prepared for the flight.

Sharp smells of fresh cheese and minced onion flow through the chambers like water in a storm.

Sharp colors of propaganda, and the soft colors of swords adorn the walls.

Travelling through the hallways the unsteady whirr of the engines sends fluttering worry through my body.

The dining hall is filled with steaming pots and casseroles with blood-red tomato sauce.

White plates lined with yellow flowers and bluebirds.

Forks with silver engrained roses atop the handle are set next to each of the plates.

Without sparing another glance I continue onwards to my room, and I bask in the calm, and warm light emitting from the lanterns.

Slowly I set the suitcase down onto the ground and I quickly sketch out the room.

Warm oak dressers and bed frames glow with the soft yellow covers embroidered with soft blue patterns,

I gaze up to the mirror hanging above the dresser and through the mirror I can see my chiseled jawline with a scar just baely visible underneath my right ear.

My solid blue eyes stare back with enthusiasm from my youth and with vigor I begin humming common tunes.

The warm shudder of the engines send us off with whirring and hope for a new future under the Führer.

***

The roat bursts in flavor along my tongue, and it slides down my throat with the broth leaving a slight tingling sensation.

There was a young man close to me, joyfully chatting about the structure of the blimp and eating his casserole quickly.

***

We were called to attention and as we waited for the announcement the lanterns detached from the sides of the ship and they began to shift colors. Soft piano music echoes through the hallways as if we were in an auditorium.

'Welcome to the Hindenburg, the first commercial airline to employ the works of fantasy! Please enjoy your stay!'

The Führer's voice rings throughout the ship and with that my heart soars in delight.

Everyone begins to shout in joy, children begin dancing through the hallways and happy chatters dot along the filled hallway.

Suddenly there was a jolt and I was sent spiralling to the floor.

The shatters of glass and the sudden impact of the floor sends bong-like pains through my head and the comforting warmth drops to a temperature just below freezing. The children begin screaming as a flurry of shadow runs through them and lights them on fire.

The smell of burning flesh is akin to the smell of frying chicken it seems.

When the shadows stop whirring through the air a rumble hits through the now-perlious air. Our altitude begins to drop and over the intercomms that still work a more haunting voice screams out.

'Let this serve as a reminder to never let the desires of man consume you and thirst for powers that have been the bane of existence since the very moment of your creation. ANd now for the landing.'

The temperature suddenly shoots up and the lanterns drop upon the bodies of the dead children and their parents.

We start going to the ground so fast that the wind whipping around the aircraft rips through the seams of the ship showing how fast we are going to the ground.

A loust blast sounds as we hit the ground and splinters fly into my face.

Then everything collapses to black as I am crushed by the weight of the walls.

*The hindenburg was a Nazi vessel used as propaganda, in order to put this story in perspective I put the main character as a supporter. I do not support what they did and obviously I put this in as a fantasy-esque thing