Objet d'Art

It couldn’t be done, they said. No one could create such a grand object on such enormous scale using only hand tools and some rusty scrap iron.

“What’s the point?” they asked. Why spend so much effort on an object of curiosity when one could spend one’s time more productively?

Aaron deflected the naysayers with a vigorous shake of his head and disappeared into his workshop. After weeks of effort, late one night he finally moved his great work into position. Taut with expectation, he waited for daylight and the stunned faces of the townsfolk.

They had always underestimated him.

This was written with words from Three Word Wednesday and photo prompt from Friday Fictioneers. Photo by Jennifer Pendergast.