© Roger Bultot
I ran into the building to get away from the angry mob of protestors outside.
What is this place? The middle of the room is contained in a sort of marble circle. Who is that by those torches?
“Oh good, you’re here.”
He’s African-American, bald, and I’ve never seen him before in my life.
“Hurry. There isn’t much time.”
“Time for what?”
“For you to go through the eye and restore the balance. The world is terribly divided, and only you can manipulate reality.”
“Who am I?” Then I felt myself lifted up toward the glass oval in the ceiling.
I wrote this for the Rochelle Wisoff-Fields writing challenge. The idea is to use the image above as the prompt for crafting a piece of flash fiction no more than 100 words long. My word count is 100.
I’d love to have figured out where this photo was taken, but that would have required a lot of work, and I’m short on time lately. The oval-shaped window in the ceiling reminds me of the large window in comic book character Doctor Strange’s Sanctum Sanctorum. Last night, I read a story about a man with amnesia who turned out to be an alien, and I have a tendency to write a lot of stories featuring a Messiah-like figure. Put all that together, and you have the tale I just wrote.
To read other stories based on the prompt, visit InLinkz.com.
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That’s a lot of responsibility to have suddenly thrust onto your shoulders. No pressure!
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Once he goes through the eye, he remembers who he is.
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Dear James,
No pressure indeed. Save the world…NOW. Fun.
Shalom,
Rochelle
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Sometimes the world needs saving. Thanks.
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The unwilling Chosen One and the moment of truth? I like this one.
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Thanks, Josh.
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Ahh, another tantalizing 100-word introduction to a story which is denied to us, the mere wretched readers (tsk, tsk).
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Hard to come up with more than a tease with a hard 100 word limit. 😉
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Beam me up, Scotty:)
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Energize.
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Hey! How do I get through the eye? I am in need of some reality manipulation. Nice story.
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That only works by our unnamed hero having the ability to manipulate overarching reality once he gets through the eye. I suppose yours would be included. 😉
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What preparation? Just go do it!
Good one, James.
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Thanks, Dale.
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This is a great power and great responsibility. You have to restore balance of power. Nice story.
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Thank you.
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Let’s hope he remembers who he is and what he’s supposed to be doing before it’s too late!
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He will once he enters the eye. Thanks.
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Someone to help reconcile our differences or at least help us respect the views of others even when we disagree with them. What a godsend. 🙂
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You could say that. Thanks, Kristian.
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That’s a lot to put on one pair of shoulders!
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It is indeed, Liz.
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So random! I hope they never choose me. I can’t stand heights! Great take, James.
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It’s more of an interdimensional jump, Jilly. 😉 Thanks.
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Well, I hope he succeeds for everybody’s benefit – but I’m not optimistic about his personal chance of survival. Saviours tend to come to sticky ends!
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True, but the rewards often outweigh the cost.
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At the moment, we could use a hero to heal the strife! Well done!!!
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Thanks.
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No pressure! Nice job!
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He’s not the Messiah, he’s a very naughty boy! Good stuff
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No, he’s not literally the Messiah, but it would be interesting to find out who he really is.
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