Excerpt
Democritus
Sophie put all the typed pages from the unknown philosopher back into the cookie tin and put the lid on it. She crawled out of the den and stood for a while looking across the garden. She thought about what happened yesterday. Her mother had teased her about the "love letter" again at breakfast this morning. She walked quickly over to the mailbox to prevent the same thing from happening today. Getting a love letter two days in a row would be doubly embarrassing.
By Earl Keller3 years ago in Fiction
Robinson Crusoe
When I waked it was broad day, the weather clear, and the storm abated, so that the sea did not rage and swell as before. But that which surprised me most was, that the ship was lifted off in the night from the sand where she lay by the swelling of the tide, and was driven up almost as far as the rock which I at first mentioned, where I had been so bruised by the wave dashing me against it.This being within about a mile from the shore where I was, and the ship seeming to stand upright still, I wished myself on board, that at least I might save some necessary things for my use.
By Manuel Nelson3 years ago in Fiction
THE GARDEN OF EDEN
At some point something must have come from nothing Sophie Amundsen was on her way home from school. She had walked the first part of the way with Joanna. They had been discussing robots. Joanna thought the human brain was like an advanced computer. Sophie was not certain she agreed. Surely a person was more than a piece of hardware?
By Earl Keller3 years ago in Fiction
Gehenna - Ode to Persephone - Chapter Two "A Grand Entrance"
Chapter Two A Grand Entrance The lights in the grand dining room of the Chateau de la Chevre D’or were as blinding as daylight, as if those in charge of the hotel found a way to bring the sun inside for the night along with their guests. And, just as the outside of the great structure had been updated to match the opulence and splendor of these new times, so had the interior. A grand orgy of evidence that if you were a world traveling sort of person with lots of money to burn they would prefer you burn it here. Burn it, eat it, drink it, bathe in it. They cared not. As long as you were giving them a share for the pleasure of facilitating your debauchery, their attitude was, “It’s the 20’s! Anything Goes!”
By If You're Feeling Adventurous...3 years ago in Fiction
Gehenna - Ode to Persephone - Chapter 1 "A Provencal Holiday"
Chapter One A Provencal Holiday July was nearing its final curtain. The time for the season of tourists and sightseers to host its last few nights of bustling parties. Time for the starry-eyed crowds to reawaken to the real world and return to the humdrum of their normal lives – or at least most. For many this otherworldly magic had become a lifestyle, in many ways a religion; transforming this once ordinary place into a site of devout pilgrimage.
By If You're Feeling Adventurous...3 years ago in Fiction
The Holocene Extinction
Capri Smythe Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. And the end of the world didn't happen all at once or in the blink of an eye, as the old cliché often said. No, that fucked-up shit happened during a thunderous boom with lights so bright in the night sky, people thought fire had lit the heavens ablaze. And for the past two weeks, hordes of aliens in pods had invaded Earth, carrying away human females. I had managed to stay off their radar by traveling at night.
By Avery Meadows3 years ago in Fiction
Abaddon
CHAPTER 1 “Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say”. That was the final utterance from that smarmy shithead Gabor as I opened the door of a monstrously pretentious onyx-colored G-Class that would taxi me to a tarmac the size of a small country.
By Logan de Armond3 years ago in Fiction
Attractor
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. It’s a notion found within many cultures possessing the necessary scientific awareness to comprehend it as a concept, albeit with inconsistent wording and to differing degrees of notoriety. It should seem an inherent certainty based on what can be readily perceived of the universe, barring one key discovery. The truth must be spread, the prior attempts at which will be examined in this broadcast, so that the next one much closer to home may be pursued.
By Dominic Hodgson3 years ago in Fiction
