Last week, Matty calculated (in his head) the terminal velocity of a crumpled paper ball. Skipping ahead slightly, he is standing in an observatory and admiring the 30cm refracting telescope in the room.
Matty didn’t care all that much for astronomy, but engineering was another story. As his eyes caressed the details of the device, he felt her maker’s love of discovery. The dull gleam of her finish whispered to him about the many curiosities she had satisfied over centuries. Following the shaft back up to the open sky, he was humbled to stand in the presence of greatness. His gaze locked upon the bright blue star in the telescope shaft’s sightline. He felt so very small.
Please check out the other talented writers participating in this week’s Six Sentence Sunday. These are some of my favorites: Sarah Ballance, Krystal Wade, Monica Enderle Pierce, Siobhan Muir, Sarah W., Steven Montano, and Goran Zidar.