The following story was written in response to Rochelle’s FridayFictioneers photo prompt. This week’s PHOTO PROMPT © J Hardy Carroll
Kelvin M. Knight
He purchased this ornate clock because it reminded him of church. The look and feel of this wood was identical to the pews, whose ornate carvings reached out to the heavens. Those heavens where bells clanged in practice for Sunday morning, whereupon heaven would ripple across this village.
He swayed in eager anticipation. Such harmonies. Such humility. From these bell ringers and the congregation. Humbleness was the bedrock of Christianity here – starting with those Benedictine monks and finishing Lord knows where.
The time, the place, didn’t matter, nothing did, as long as these bells kept chiming in his soul.
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