Sci Fi
18:51
A light drizzle had been blessing the roofs of London for the past hour, and the grey sky was finally opening up. A woman in a crimson dress reached beyond her umbrella; satisfied, she retracted the cover and continued to scurry through Hyde Park. She adjusted the heart-shaped brooch at the base of her choker, eyeing the dubious wisps of clouds lingering up ahead. The trail bustled with horse-drawn carriages and well-dressed folk making conversation. She paused when she saw a group of sturdy men erecting a banner by The New Crystal Palace.
By Heidi West5 years ago in Fiction
If Tomorrow Was Yesterday
The sun beaming through the barred window always wakes me up in the morning. Today was no different, the camp only provides us with one uniform made of dense cloth ill fit for the desert sun. It doesn’t matter, I don’t sleep well in this cage and neither does anyone else I share it with. I like to blame the heat, but I just say that to avoid talking about what’s really keeping me awake at night.
By Max Wightman5 years ago in Fiction
Production
I stumbled into my simple room. Bare furniture scavenged over the years and heavily damaged walls, patch repaired until I have the money to fix it greet me. My eyelids weighed me down. I stifled a sob. I don't want to live like this. Forever. Rolling a knot out of my back, I knock loose acorns that come crackling down my spine. Bones settling back into place. My gloves knocked the smith's ash into a neat pile on the floor. Exhausted, I hammered myself into bed. The noises that every person avoids to keep sleepers at peace, prying my eyes wide awake. I sighed and looked for More. Feeling around the cardboard box I used to keep the cat litter in another box, I searched for my wallet. I had started resting it there. A slick black leather wallet that my friend found me on the side of a road. My thick brown leather wallet was too big while holding little he said. I found it flat against the box. More pills spilled out. I grabbed one and turned it over in my hand. Studying it. Who doesn't want More? I swallow. I felt its unnatural shape as it lowered.
By Eric Jacobsen5 years ago in Fiction
Gemini
After two years of being a Diver, Kaya and her team have finally found something of interest. All the other teams in her Diving unit have found things in the city ruins beneath the waves years ago. Kaya’s team had been deemed unlucky or useless for the longest time but now, finally they have something to show for all the resources they were using.
By Jada Whittaker5 years ago in Fiction
An Error in Time
An Error In Time The spacecraft emerged vibrating from Hypervoid, silent in the air above Sedata, Arizona one rosy dawn in summer, 2065 A.D. to return abductees taken for study. It materialized, disguised as a cloud, above Clang Rock--a bell-shaped formation now called a VorTax since tourists paid top dollar to climb it and experience ultimate connection.
By Stephen Vernarelli5 years ago in Fiction
Gamma Knife
I begin this diary as a way to process my emotions and provide some context for any readers who might come across this after my death. I am writing this on stone paper. Anything digital is out because I don’t want this memoir to be deleted like my family was.
By Eric Shear5 years ago in Fiction
Of Flesh and Steel
Vivian picked through the rubble of an old decrepit building. She came across something unique under the rubble, a stainless steel trapdoor with a keypad indented in the floor next to it. She'd heard about such doors and the treasures that could be found within. She started clearing the rubble excitedly to uncover the rest of the door and her heart sank. There was a giant hole in the center of the door. Sighing to herself she pulled out her sun light and shined it into the hole.
By Theodore Graham5 years ago in Fiction
