Written for: writerversePromt:
Tell a story through dialog only.Summary:
Students of architecture discuss their graduation projects.Warnings:
Don't look down during construction work.Genre:
GFinal Examination — The Sky Is The Limit
"How high, then?" asked Michel.
Nola shrugged. "Probably as high as the air is still breathable and you don't freeze to death."
"Oh. But they said…"
"Well for more you'd need special clothing and such. You still can go as high as you want."
"Imagine, skyscrapers that really scrape the sky!"
"I can't imagine that. But good luck with trying to build that."
"Thanks! … Nola?"
"What are you going to build, then? You do need to go up
, they said."
"Oh. Erm. … Great, I guess?"
"A mostly stationary airship the size of a megacity, of course. Why should I stay small this time? I want it to be similar to our underwater cities except that it doesn't need quite as much protection and the elevator problems are already solved."
"Easy as pie."