There was a new twist for Flash! Friday called “The Flash Dash!” posted a few weeks back I had the opportunity to participate in. I had a blast with this one.
She posted the prompt:
Start the story with the words: “He shouldn’t have sounded the gong”
at exactly 10am EST. Everyone had 30 MINUTES (!!!!!) to post their creations of anything up to 500 words.
Let me say that again: THIRTY. FREAKING. MINUTES.
I’ve gotten used to the tight timelines on normal flash challenges – you have a day to come up with your best work. I usually have to work work in to this equation, as well as sleep, work prep, eating, commute – all the stuff that happens on a day to day basis. But this – 30. FREAKING. MINUTES.
Talk about pressure…but the good kind. The kind that gets you hyper-focused on what you’re doing, and how you’re doing it, and exactly WHAT you are putting together for story details.
Long story short – I read the first sentence. Cursed it. Howled at it, much like the sound howls across the bowl of the gong. Then I got into it – and put this out with 2 minutes to spare.
He shouldn’t have sounded the gong, but the great disc of beaten copper had other plans. It needed to sound. Needed to ring. Needed to spread its message far and wide.
Needed to release the entity painstakingly trapped within the myriad reflections chasing each other across the bell’s etched bowl.
It had picked the slight man out of the teeming crowd of curious onlookers, each salivating at the chance to glimpse this freshly-unearthed artifact rumored to date from before the earliest of Antiquity’s greatest civilizations. Captured his will with a single flash of redirected sunshine. Drew him through the crowd like a lodestone.
The man struck the copper disc in a flurry of speed, using his head as the mallet, and the gong sounded. Vibrations not heard since before the dawn of civilization rang out amongst the crowd, who were unfortunate enough to witness the release of the last remaining Old God.
“I aaaam FREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!”