I was in a huge sectioned off area of a beach, with some of my family members. (Whom of which, I can't quite pinpoint.) The beach was rampant, and violent. I was standing in a huge concrete, enclosed area which was composed of 2 giant thick concrete walls. The space between was about 200 yards wide from wall to wall. The walls were about 15 stories high. The shore line was controlled because of these structures. It seemed as though this place had been built along an area where the beach was truly volatile, in a world where the oceans were subject to continuous hurricanes.
This will be hard to describe without drawing a picture (which I'll get around to doing soon.)
This will be hard to describe without drawing a picture (which I'll get around to doing soon.)
There were three walls within the space I was in. The walls were about 15 stories high, about 200 yards apart, and the third wall (Facing the ocean) was made of a thick pane of glass. The bottom side of the glass stopped near the sand, and only let a very small amount of water into the beach area, so that the beach stayed controlled, and the tides never rose as dangerously quick as the waves outside of the structure. It was basically built so that the beach was tsunami-proofed.
Looking out through the glass in front of us, we could see that ocean level rose to about 10 stories high, almost reaching the top of the wall. We could see under the water as a result of this, as well as the waves violently slamming up against the glass. I saw vegetation growing up through the sea floor, and a few fish getting sloshed around in a dusty whirlwind. Over and over, the tide would recede slowly, before smashing down into the glass again.
It was hard to believe that we were truly safe within this weather-proof structure, but trusted that these extremely thick walls would hold the ocean back.
I took a walk up the beach to the edge of one of the concrete walls, over to where it stopped, and looked around the corner to see that there were several more of these giant room-like areas made for ocean viewing. There were onlookers within the other structures, sitting on the beach as any other beach-goer normally would, with blankets out and picnics spread around them.
And that's all I can remember. It was just a scene, no real point to the story.
Looking out through the glass in front of us, we could see that ocean level rose to about 10 stories high, almost reaching the top of the wall. We could see under the water as a result of this, as well as the waves violently slamming up against the glass. I saw vegetation growing up through the sea floor, and a few fish getting sloshed around in a dusty whirlwind. Over and over, the tide would recede slowly, before smashing down into the glass again.
It was hard to believe that we were truly safe within this weather-proof structure, but trusted that these extremely thick walls would hold the ocean back.
I took a walk up the beach to the edge of one of the concrete walls, over to where it stopped, and looked around the corner to see that there were several more of these giant room-like areas made for ocean viewing. There were onlookers within the other structures, sitting on the beach as any other beach-goer normally would, with blankets out and picnics spread around them.
And that's all I can remember. It was just a scene, no real point to the story.
