Adventure

The Great and Powerful 10
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. The night sky glowed an even brighter purple tonight. I laid back to admire it’s beauty as the stars shot across the sky. In the distance I could hear chanting of the old wise one who worshiped the moon as she banged her drum and chanted “rain is upon us’. Rain hasn’t been upon us for the last 10 years. Plants were nonexistent and humanity now survived artificial foods and water tablets.
By Sharika3 years ago in Fiction
Jupiter Hawk
“Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say.” The genetic surgeon stated this matter-of-factly as the third needle entered my spine. My screams continued anyway.
By Tim O'Neill3 years ago in Fiction
Incendiary
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. I can say from experience that they are wrong. The screams I’ve heard in space echo between my ears; I don’t think I’ll find peace from them.
By Lark Hanshan3 years ago in Fiction
Gravity's Child
Chapter 1 - Denial of Self Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. But that’s not quite true. Null had heard everything. The memory of it repeat itself over and over in a maddening cadence in his mind as he listened to the thin whine of the Foldspace Drive of the ship. The low, subtle hum of the gravity generators were the only thing that kept him from falling into that nightmare again, reliving the moment that changed his life forever. He crouched low behind a crate of supplies in the cargo hold of a Mercenary ship called the Hammer. He sat listening; waiting. In the back of his mind, he could still hear that damning scream, over and over again. He inhaled slowly, trying to keep himself calm. His exhale was shaky as the ever present sound of the Fold powering up threatened to overwhelm him. Just as the sounds started to become unbearable, Null’s patience was finally rewarded. The sound of boots on the metal deck of the cargo hold approached, clacking and filling the space with something other than that cursed whine.
By Tyler Hodson3 years ago in Fiction
The Living World
In the vacuum of space, no one can hear you scream. Or so they say. Looking out the window of my quarters aboard The great Taxodus 94, I gazed into the stars thinking to myself about this phenomenon.
By Maverick Vowles3 years ago in Fiction
Blood of the Covenant
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. Valyria gazed up at the sky that was covered by dark clouds; she wouldn’t know, as she had never been to space, despite her planet’s designation as an intergalactic trading hub.
By Haley Sladek3 years ago in Fiction
Chapter 1. Almost Perfect Girl
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. Brittany has always believed in it. At least until recent time.
By Olga Moyseyenko3 years ago in Fiction
The Fall of the Minotaur
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. Yet the humans screamed. They screamed within the vacuum of space as we ripped them from their garden of Eden, as they called it. They screamed as we took them like livestock and spread them among our ships. They cried out in the silent vacuum of space and screamed in silence. We have never before encountered a species so weak yet so ruthless. If we had known, we would have never tried taking what was theirs. The humans did not go willingly when our ships dropped into their orbit. They did not go without a fight as we gathered them together. Our technology was more significant, and we had little trouble at first. We took them all. The council was greedy, envious, and decisively struck to take that garden of Eden. We scattered the humans out and thought that was the end of it as we began cultivating their forests and oceans. We were harvesting the surplus as our algorithms saw fit, allowing the planet to flourish.
By J. James3 years ago in Fiction
Chapter 1 - Friend or Murderer
'Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say.' Arya's mom told her with a wink. Arya and her mom were sitting on the window ledge, their favourite spot staring at the space with chocolate chai. Arya's parents Ram and Sita, were considered THE most brilliant people in the colony. They were working on a project to discover and communicate with other space colonies. Once Earth had become uninhabitable - groups of humans had taken the space fuel Allinone to start new colonies in space. And they had not been able to get in touch since then. Arya loved these evenings with her mom when they would have chai and talk about the history and other topics. Suddenly the glass pane broke, and her mom was sucked into the space. Arya tried to grab her, but the glass pane was back up. She kept pommelling the windows with her fists.
By Anu Sundaram3 years ago in Fiction
Hope is a Seed. Death is a Star.
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. The body was silhouetted by the vivid luminosity of a dying star. In an eternal rotation, the body moved in a lifeless ballet. It really was quite beautiful despite the terror of it all. Shafts of refracted light caught the eye as they entered and splintered through the tiny droplets of moisture and blood leaching from the form. What does one call a droplet if it does not drop? If it has no gravity to command its descent? In the absence of gravity, the clustering molecules took on the appearance of sparkling jewels, rubies, and diamonds, adorning the body with a sort of holiness. But holiness suggests a godliness and there was no divinity here, only death. One can’t help but wonder what it feels like to breathe out air and breathe in a void. Would the lungs curl in like the knees of the grief stricken? The face of the floated resembles very closely, that which looks on in horror.
By Wanjana3 years ago in Fiction
A New World
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. At ten miles above the Earth’s surface, my surroundings are only the infinite emptiness of the dark horizon, speckled by the celestial bodies. Behind me hangs the pale moon, catching me in its vast shadow. Far below, I can see the multitude of colors and shapes that form my home world’s surface. It is supremely beautiful although I never thought I would see it from this perspective. Being here now, is the achievement of a lifetime for me, but to be here hovering in space without the slightest support, suit, or other man-made apparatus is the crowning achievement of all humanity.
By James King3 years ago in Fiction
Any Other Questions?. Runner-Up in New Worlds Challenge.
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. There are a lot of statements like that: that space is the last horizon of discovery, that robots are eventually gonna to rule the supercluster, or that there’s always a bigger fish—whatever that’s supposed to mean.
By Ryan Roarke3 years ago in Fiction