Iain Kelly

In the end, governments didn’t need to ban religion. The numbers attending had dwindled away to almost nothing.

It was their arrival that had sparked the crisis of faith. They had laughed at the world and their primitive beliefs. They had shown them the universe beyond the tiny galaxy their Earth inhabited.

No God created this, they told their newly conquered servants, through mirthful laughter. We did.

Humanity acquiesced.

In a small synagogue, hiding in the darkness of the shuttered doors and windows, she stood to address her small band.

‘Today,’ she told them, ‘we start to fight back.’

rivington-st-shul-roger-b Copyright Roger Bultot

Written as part of the Friday Fictioneers challenge hosted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields (more details HERE). The idea is to write a short story of 100 words based on the photo prompt (above).

To read stories of 100 words based on this week’s prompt, visit HERE.


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