The Watchful God. Flash Fiction.

There are many things said about the God in the sky, many, many things.

There are many legends about him, for it is almost certainly a him, but it is hard to know if any of them are in fact true. It cannot be disputed however, that it has been at least a thousand years since the Gods last miracle, or just simple interaction with humanity. According to the legends and religious texts we have, we know that once he was an involved God, gently guiding and nudging us in the correct directions. He was a loving and kind God, occasionally giving in to bouts of anger, but the anger was always directed with pinpoint accuracy and only in very rare cases.

The God in the sky is obvious to all who care to simply look up, during the day we can make out greater detail, but at night we can see him, blackening a large expanse of sky. The God himself is man shaped and curled into an almost foetal position, however the legends describe him as standing tall and looking over us. His eyes, which are as dark and endless as the cosmos, haven’t opened in this time. It is said that at night his eyes would cast a pale light on the world, reminding us all that he watched over us, however that light has not hit the earth in a long time. It is unknown what happened to the God exactly, at the time of his silence it is reported that there was a large meteor shower, with great rocks tearing apart the earth. We have found evidence that this was a catastrophic time, it was after this event that the earth was cast into shadows and cold for a hundred years. During this time much of the God was blocked from view due to the storm clouds that circled the earth. There was mass panic and fear during this time as it is then that the God began his transformation and began to curl upon himself.

The religious fervour of the world has begun to wane, understandably, as the God has ceased interaction. It is hard to deny his existence when he is plainly visible, but people no longer believe that he is a God. The beginnings of these beliefs have a bloody history as so called Betrayers were beaten and killed in the streets. These days however atheism is met mostly with indifference.

There are many theories as to what happened to the God, and there have been many theories as to his true nature. One thing is certain however, is that there are stirrings. The God, who lay so very still for so very long, has begun to twitch, as though he was dreaming. We cannot know what this signals, perhaps the being had gone into some sort of hibernation, perhaps this is just part of the Gods natural cycle.

In the heavens, from where he watched for so long, the God twitched, slight seizures racking his body as the new entity inside awoke. It had been slumbering for so long, battling with the once merciful owner of the body. Now the battle has ended and it was the victor. It reached out and through, snaking its dark, sickened tendrils through the body, testing and gaining control. It had spent millennium speeding through the cold darkness of space, waiting patiently for the day it would rise. The God let out a roar and it opened its eyes, on the world below people screamed as the God surveyed them with dark, terrifying eyes.

About Alan James Keogh

I am a 26 year old writer who somehow tricked U.C.D. into giving me not only a degree in English and Classical studies, but an Hons Masters in Creative Writing too. Visit my blog where I post short stories twice a week (Monday and Wednesday) and an installment of a serialised novel on Fridays. I did consider writing this in the third person, as though it was written by someone else, but Alan is not comfortable writing in the third person as it seems kinda creepy and unbalanced so Alan decided it was probably best to write in the first person. He hopes it went well for him.
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