Drabble Prompt - Bang
Bang
The sound is a definition of an era. How it all began, with sound and heat and ash in a child's face. A culmination of circumstances catalyzing in a moment that shakes and shatters lives forever. It doesn't stop there, she jumps every time a car backfires for year, flinches at the sound of breaking glass.
But that changes, at some point she becomes the one breaking the glass, squeezing the trigger, flipping the detonator. And it takes herself even longer to realize that she hates herself with it.
It ends the same way, with the telltale sound, both given and received in turn. It ends with one shot, it ends with a bang, the echo of which reverberates through her ears like an endless chant until the moment she collapses on the Sanctuary doorstep.
The edges of the sound are inscribed with dangled promise and necessary pain. A price to pay for change, and the first in a long road to something more like redemption.
Bang.
This is her last chance.
The sound is a definition of an era. How it all began, with sound and heat and ash in a child's face. A culmination of circumstances catalyzing in a moment that shakes and shatters lives forever. It doesn't stop there, she jumps every time a car backfires for year, flinches at the sound of breaking glass.
But that changes, at some point she becomes the one breaking the glass, squeezing the trigger, flipping the detonator. And it takes herself even longer to realize that she hates herself with it.
It ends the same way, with the telltale sound, both given and received in turn. It ends with one shot, it ends with a bang, the echo of which reverberates through her ears like an endless chant until the moment she collapses on the Sanctuary doorstep.
The edges of the sound are inscribed with dangled promise and necessary pain. A price to pay for change, and the first in a long road to something more like redemption.
Bang.
This is her last chance.