Microstory Contest Winner - Adult, Non-Alumni (Prompt A)
A murmuring, restless crowd.
Nervous anticipation amongst a sea of jovial giants.
My tiny hands clenched…something’s happening.
It’s coming!
A hush, the ground shakes, attention demanded.
Thunderous thuds, amplifying; a heartbeat within my ears.
Metallic and rhythmic blasts energize, rippling through me.
Brassy and rich, wide-eyed, my pulse is racing.
The laser-focused band of giants materialize, armed with instruments.
Each footstep’s felt, marching past in unison.
Euphoria, standing on my toes to get a last glimpse.
I don’t want it to end!
Music dissipates, buzzing crowd.
Transformed; I’m no longer just a child.
I’m a Hawkeye.