Five-Minute fiction - 00:58-01:03
The crowd of people roiled and churned like water. Hand waved, voices roared ushering prayers to the heavens. The noise was so great that none could even hear themselves think. Voices of all creeds, colours, and credences reached a crashing crescendo as one, rising in tumult as just as the man at the centre of the roiling mass raised his hands.
Silence fell, like a wave crashing down and the square was silent but for the blustering of the wind, and even some say the wind abated to hear the man speak.
Children! the voice roared and amplified was carried to the furtherest reaches of the square and to all the worlds of the solar system. I come before you as a humble man. Not noble, or wise. Neither rich nor poor. Only humble. I am the voice of your God. Not merely your God, he said gesturing to one man adorned in the ceremonial garb of the Islamia, but yours as well, his finger
The crowd of people roiled and churned like water. Hand waved, voices roared ushering prayers to the heavens. The noise was so great that none could even hear themselves think. Voices of all creeds, colours, and credences reached a crashing crescendo as one, rising in tumult as just as the man at the centre of the roiling mass raised his hands.
Silence fell, like a wave crashing down and the square was silent but for the blustering of the wind, and even some say the wind abated to hear the man speak.
Children! the voice roared and amplified was carried to the furtherest reaches of the square and to all the worlds of the solar system. I come before you as a humble man. Not noble, or wise. Neither rich nor poor. Only humble. I am the voice of your God. Not merely your God, he said gesturing to one man adorned in the ceremonial garb of the Islamia, but yours as well, his finger