300 Words

The challenge I created for myself was to write a story totalling 300 words or fewer. I found it particularly difficult!

Gold Rush

‘Well, ahoy ma'am!’

The water vehemently roared, and the smell of freshly rotten wood splashed across Ms Snowe’s senses, as her heart proudly beat.

‘Where does our quest begin?’ Ms Snowe proclaimed with her eyes upon the stars, an approval from Heaven.

The fateful ship's stern steered towards the New State of California. The helm docked at the South Fork American River. The precise location and exact date of January 24th, 1848. It was Sutter’s Mill, and James W. Marshall greeted Ms Snowe.

Brittle but flexible, bright and GOLD…

‘I have found it!’

Ms Snowe hopped aboard the ship once again, as she sped along the trail which should have been sensed in the past, present and future.

Africa?! A myriad… A myriad of people!

Imperialism exclaimed gleefully. 

What harm can the cornerstone do?

And so, the world’s future unravelled in the World Wars.

Propaganda to be sold to people trying to cross the world and fight in wars in the name of us!

Finally, you mention the Jewish! Economic opportunities would be correct.

What happened to genocide…?

Europe was broken and in debt to defeat Nazi Germany.

Yet, the ship continued to sail and rocked precariously on the treacherous seas at the mercy of nuclear warheads, the sky across the world threatened ominously cold; all relying upon peace between the two world powers.

Ms Snowe saluted Armstrong, Aldrin and Collins on their voyage as she saw the rocket streak into heights not to be known by man before, whilst many who could afford it watched them in black and white.

She sailed through wars in Vietnam and Korea, and many independence victories heralding the fall of the Soviets, until she reached the millennium.

‘Ahoy, Eureka!’ 

Ms Snowe greeted capitalism's contemporary dawn, where many, after gold panning, return home with little.