Something very ‘Doctor Who’ about this entry. I do hope you’re not making a comparison… because nothing could compare…! (goes starry eyed).
I love all the thunderous imagery in the first paragraph. It kept me hooked to the last.
Still, I feel like one sentence kinda stalls the piece mid-flow: It made a “Blarf” noise and disgorged a tall, thin man, then disappeared. I don’t know if it’s the Blarf that worries me, or the disgorged, which doesn’t really mesh with the flow of the rest of the piece.
I think winds ‘lash’ crowds rather than ‘lashing at’ them. It’s a dramatic introduction for a worthy contender, and I think Lady Pandorica is right that it has a Dr Who-esque vibe.
The narrative here reminded me more of a Mark Twain tone and a modern telling of A Connecticut Yankee in King Arthur’s Court. (especially the hat trick)
Regardless of its style, I think I speak for us all when I say: I hope to read more!