Sci Fi
Holographic Memories of the Heart
Cinta’s memory flexes backwards, landing at 8 years. She is perusing adult insights on anything televised through her mother’s news story translations in trending child-level terminology. “But Mama, what will happen if they don’t just kill those bad men?” she asks of a report of violent criminals being imprisoned, like in ancient times.
By Shayley Blair5 years ago in Fiction
The sickness and the cure.
The heat was stifling, even in the abandoned concrete sarcophagus that was once a thriving supermarket. Sophie hadn’t been here for long, but long enough to realise that something didn’t feel quite right about the place. It felt like the walls had a story, and it wasn’t a pleasant one. The afternoon sun beams filtered through the dusty air, casting shadows onto the smooth marble-look tiles, as Sophie took another step into one of the aisles. The dust crunched under her size 5 runners and for a moment she glimpsed movement out of the corner of her eye. The Supermarket aisle was mostly empty shelving, some intact on the racking, and some strewn across the dirty floor. Broken potato-chip packets, miscellaneous liquid stains and dispersed flour framed boot prints fleeing the scene, now ghost-like in the absence of a body. She slowly crept deeper into the isle in the hope of finding some sort of food. Supplies were scarce in this world since the cataclysm, and there was always someone, or something searching for the same things she was.
By Matthew Vale5 years ago in Fiction
The Unlatching
The crescent moon was reminiscent of a Persian scythe in shape, its illuminating light scathed the night's stars and the piercing moonlight could lead one to believe an owl had flown overhead. Lilith, the preponderant succubus's pale reflection riding the waves protruded by ripples of pitch black, and yet, intruded with near-infinite sands of clay underneath. Dread be the wars man bred and locked into prior to yesterday's baring age has finally chased the sun's sanity to the other side of this quaint realm giving the sky a chance to remember the beauty of what was, the oceans, prior to the late Earth and its belonging consequences. Should the seas rise as much as temper's of Zeus a well placed dam should be built to keep safe the town from the repercussions of evening's descent. For all that is divine will remain as long as divinity is not disrupted, shall this oath be gone against, may the mountains perish and their corresponding spirits return to the seas like the grains of sand, the motion's erosion.
By Klay Alan Duncan5 years ago in Fiction
Lost and Found
Sandra My reality doesn't seem real. It's been 5 years, 2 weeks, and 3 days since my entire world collapsed. It took me about a year to fully accept that it wasn't just my world that collapsed but the world; the entire globe, normal one second, total upheaval the next. Or at least that's how it felt.
By Midwest Mama5 years ago in Fiction
The Locket
She clasped it tightly as she slid down the chute. Despite being tarnished by the harsh environment, the silver heart-shaped locket was still a beautiful little thing. The picture inside had almost faded away, but she could still make out the shapes of two people wearing clothes of a forgotten era. “This is going to be worth lots, but I'm not sure I have the heart to hock it.” Amy chuckled at the accidental pun as she reached the bottom of the chute and made her way down the tunnel towards the exit. Amy was a salvager in the wasteland formerly known as Ohio. The lush forests, relaxing rivers, and exciting cities had become a sprawling wasteland of overgrown dumps, carcasses of cities, and forests full of creatures barely resembling what Mother Nature intended.
By Andrew Darovich5 years ago in Fiction
The Old Days
Nobody talks about how society fell. Not anymore. At first it was all anyone would or could talk about, pointing fingers and placing the blame. Blaming anyone and everyone in a vain attempt to put the world back on track, but it wasn’t anyone’s fault, not really. Our society was bound to break at some point. Still, we were all surprised when it finally happened.
By Sydney Fucito5 years ago in Fiction
