I hadn’t really got into Flash Friday, I was a bit awed by the numbers of participants. For the final run of it, the prompt was the opening line to a 100 word piece: On Friday everything changed. There was also an optional picture prompt:
“Balancing on the Brink.” Eagle Peak Summit, Chugach Mountains, Alaska. CC2.0 photo by Paxson Woelber.
On Friday everything changed. Before then, transubstantiation had always involved bread and wine, not the reinforced concrete that made up the statue of Christ the Redeemer. Over the next few hours, things got complicated, fast. Other religious statues also came alive, and they started to battle. People panicked, but faithful and heathen alike were ignored.
The carnage was great, and soon gods began to drop. In the end, it was down to Vishnu and Anubis when a nuclear strike was finally called, concerns over what would happen when only one remained. All seemed safe, until the first dragon took flight.
I’ve not often joined in at Flash! Friday yet, though it seems to have the largest community of all. The timing is a bit tricky for me to comment on other people’s stories – weekends are family time for me. I just guess I will have to make time.
For Volume 3.28 The prompts were:
Opening the door to the carriage, I paused on the cusp of entering, momentarily perturbed by the almost familiar juddering of the locomotive. My consternation passed, and I nodded in greeting to my new-found travel-mates. Taking my repose, I loosened my cravat and reached for my book: Meditations by Marcus Aurelius (in the original Latin, of course).
Without warning there was a prickliness to the air, that I’d liken unto just before the deliverance provided by a summer storm. Each traveller looked up, with surprise writ large on our features. Something dashedly vexing then occurred… a fellow appeared, garbed most strangely. His shimmering coat put me in mind of that magnificent one possessed by Joseph.
Naught but garbled yips and whistles assailed our ears when first he spake. Frowning, he made a gesture with the curious device in his hand. A beam shot out, engulfing the carriage in a disconcerting light. “Milord, this Temporalist has come at great danger with the utmost urgency. I require your assistance. I beseech you, please walk through the door before -” With that, he disappeared. Uncontrollably I felt drawn to the handle.
Opening the door to the carriage, I paused on the cusp of entering, momentarily perturbed by the almost familiar juddering of the locomotive.
Flash! Friday seems very famous, yet I’ve only recently heard of it. I think we get a picture prompt and a word prompt, but I’m not 100% sure. There’s just 24 hours for posting your entry. We had unexpected (at least to me) visitors, so I didn’t get it completed in time. For week 13 the prompts were the word aspiration and this picture:
Whetting Interrupted, 1894. Public domain painting by Jose Ferraz de Almeida Junior.
Dragon of the Falls
More than anything, Tung wished to marry Phuong, but since she was the Mandarin’s daughter and he was destined to be a lowly farmer that could not be. Even in stories such a pairing was rare, so how could he hope for it in real life?
Undeterred, he scraped together an offering and headed to the pagoda. The abbott found his meagre collection of coins insulting. None of the monks famed for wisdom deigned to speak with him. Only old Hoang took pity. Over interminable cups of green tea he listened, then offered his advice. Tung screeched in fright when he heard the suggestion at first but by the end he was nodding and smiling.
It took him a week to gather then hide some innocuous parcels. Before the whole village Tung declared he was going to kill the dragon that lurked at the waterfall at the end of the valley. Taking his axe amid mocking laughter, he marched away. Returning at sunset coated in blood, Tung carried a grim collection of trophies: a tounge, teeth, a beard, claws. All culled from other animals, but none save old Hoang knew. Tung was feted, and thus through trickery did a humble farmer rise above his station.