Adventure

Homage to A Beast
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. “They”, being the people on Earth and what “they” know is very little compared to the vastness of the universe. The most concrete information they have is entirely fundamental and the rest is all speculation to some degree. Of all the things that are speculated black holes remain largely a mystery. True, with the advancement of technology comes the advancement of knowledge, but all speculation remains just that until a solid interaction is made. When that occurs it would remove the speculations… And everything else from existence. Once it grabs onto its next meal it will not let go, not even light can escape the consuming darkness. Not even the sounds of a billion screams would ever be heard. To reiterate, nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space. Ladies and gentlemen, that in itself is a speculation as the people of planet Earth don’t know the truth. “They” don’t know that there’s a being that can hear everything in the universe-be anywhere in the universe. Is it God? Putting the fire of religion to rest it is not God or the Devil. What it is is, well, to put it best, it is… And it is awakening…
By The Narrator 3 years ago in Fiction
Somewhere in This Timeplace
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. And yet my mother’s voice seems to echo back to me from every shadow of the sky. The warm, resonate sound of her scream is pinned in the stars. It hangs in the clouds around every moon.
By Alaina Sawyer3 years ago in Fiction
Into The Unknown
CHAPTER 1 Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. As I stare up at the stars above, I ponder that and many things. I wonder if one day, we will find existence other than our own out there. Curious whether or not there is a me in an alternate world that is looking back at myself… Whether or not any of what I have dreamed about will ever come true. I was 10 when I did that. I can’t believe that was almost 20 years ago, when I was that curious boy staring up at the skies. Now I wish I wasn’t so curious all the time. I remember watching countless movies involving creatures of distant planets and beings of other worlds. Now I wonder if anyone will be hearing about the story of me and my crew mate’s adventures. Will anyone be left to hear it; or anyone left to tell it? One thing I do know is I’m not going to scream. No matter what happens, I will not succumb to it. I refuse to be a statistic or a cliché. I find it very ironic. I was that boy, spending so much time at night staring up at the stars and the bright night sky. Wishing and hoping that one day I could ascend beyond the earth’s hold and be free.
By Angel Garza3 years ago in Fiction
Chaos In The Cosmos
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. At this point, I would take silence over the tortured screams echoing over the comms relay from the shattered remains of the Frontier Defense Fleet.
By S.C. Stokes3 years ago in Fiction
Brought to You by Love Tech
"Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. Four companions, lost in the deep dark of space, will come to understand just how isolated they truly are. Join us, as we continue to follow the epic trials and woes of Captain Wexley and crew in 'Dark Space 5'!"
By R.O.A.R.3 years ago in Fiction
Adrift
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. But the group magnetised to the outer hull of the wrecked ship found it hard not to translate the frantic vibrations of the opening airlock door to familiar sounds of rent and shrieking metal.
By Josh R3 years ago in Fiction
A Sea of Stars
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. Jay pressed a hand to the tiny, porthole-style window of the LS Yvette, framed by silver, titanium-alloy walls and tucked behind the piles of boxes in the cargo module. It was colder than ice. All she could see was the inky blackness of space, stretching out as far as the eye could see, and further. Even though she knew that there was nothing around for thousands of kilometres, she let herself think that she was seeing a bright pinprick of light in the distance. A star, she imagined. Some place outside of the galaxy she’d grown up in. Hope.
By Bella Pearce3 years ago in Fiction
Alone
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. The emptiness of space has a way of making even the largest things feel like a tiny grain of sand. A vast vacuum so large that we will never truly be able to grasp its mysterious depth. The concept can realistically be applied to the sound of a scream. Can we truly grasp the gravity, the pain of one single scream? Man’s curious nature has an unexplainable need to understand the universe as a whole, but can we truly accomplish such a feat?
By Christina Oswald3 years ago in Fiction
Knocks in the Void
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. While we might ignore one voice in the void, the death cry of an entire planet wasn't as easily lost.
By S Ward3 years ago in Fiction
The Incomplete Elements of Reign.
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. I remember thinking this to myself the day it happened, laying upside down on my couch, in the dark living room of my apartment. With Bethoven blaring in my noise canceling headphones and rivers of tears streaming down my face. Staring into my existential void through eloquently transitioned images of space dancing across the tv screen ahead of me. But, that was then.
By Courtney Nichols3 years ago in Fiction
Ninety Lines
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. Of course, those who say that have never been to the vacuum of space, so how would they know?
By S.A. Paris 3 years ago in Fiction
Ready for the Ride
Two Months Before Re-entry Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. But when it's your crew member, your friend, and you're watching him drown because his helmet is leaking water into it, you hear the screams. He was outside alone fixing the space station in one of our only still wearable spacesuits. We tried to get him inside in time. We tried to revive him. We were almost home.
By R. D.3 years ago in Fiction