Thomas Marston
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Author and poet.
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Red Moon. Runner-Up in New Worlds Challenge.
“Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space... or so they say,” the hologram echoed. The hue of the digi-board’s synthetic lights electrified the miner’s byway, silhouetting the rush-hour crowd. McParlane turned away from the advertisement and limped down the tunnel street.
By Thomas Marston3 years ago in Fiction
A Deserter
It was April 23rd, and David Aubergine was lost. He had been out walking for eight hours and was at his end, tired and on strange ground. In the distance, black rain clouds loomed, and against the starched gold of the close sun, the afternoon was hot and shallowly backed, the light a veneer over the coming storm. The wind was absent, and the air was heavy with dust, electric and humid. Rolling hills splayed out before him, dotted with forests and bushy undergrowth. Rusted barb-wire fences with leering posts lined the landscape, cutting through wild oats and grasses and the remains of curbs and old lightposts waited, strewn across the fields. Years ago someone had tried developing the land, but had run out of money and abandoned the project. He wondered if he wasn’t trespassing.
By Thomas Marston3 years ago in Fiction
