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The Endless Search for (re)Connection. First Place in Future Fragments Challenge.
Stories of a luxurious past often circulated among them, especially in the darker times. When drops that stung fell from the ever-grand sky, they huddled beneath rusted sheet metal and piles of rotting waste telling tales of connection. Once upon a time, they were loved.
By Oneg In The Arcticabout a year ago in Futurism
2050: We and Our Shadows
Back in my day at the turn of the 21st century, when a grownup said, ‘back in my day,’ us kids ran the other way. Tales from the 1900’s were always followed by a story about walking up hills both ways, accompanied by arduous accounts about doing so in bare feet during blizzards as they carved tunnels while carrying sacks too heavy for the doctors they didn’t have to fix the broken backs they’d arrive with if they were lucky enough to get to the wherever they were going to uphill both ways, in the first place.
By Courtney Poundsabout a year ago in Futurism
Quarter Century. Top Story - January 2025.
Twenty-five years… It just seems to be a small blip in time once you’ve reached my age. Young people always think that as soon as they hit a certain number that the party’s over. Well, that ain’t true. Not at all. Not a chance.
By Kendall Defoe about a year ago in Futurism
It's Like Interplanetary Travel When Bacteria and Viruses Spread
Whenever I watch someone sneeze or cough, I think of mankind attempting to settle on another planet. Musk has an ambitious objective. He attempts to develop an effective approach to create a society on Mars. He wants to put the X on extraterrestrials; nevertheless, I’m not sure about his method because all his major pronouncements and antics are unanticipated.
By Muhannad Al-Zanatiabout a year ago in Futurism
Freedom or Fire?. Runner-Up in Future Fragments Challenge.
London Waterloo, 10 am, New Year's Eve, 2049 On the final day of 2049, a 45-year-old Anglo-African woman weaves through the crowd at London Waterloo, her eyes darting nervously. She sinks onto a bench beside an older Caucasian man, tears spilling as the clock strikes 10:30. She mutters, 'Sorry,' over and over, rising unsteadily. Her hand trembles as she pulls a gun from her coat pocket, the cold metal glinting under the station lights. Tears and sweat streak her face as passersby freeze, their conversations fading into horrified silence. Her fingers tighten around the cold metal. She thinks of her son—gone, taken by the UWO for questioning two years ago. She pictures his smile and how he laughed at her bad jokes. The tears come faster now, but her resolve doesn’t waver. "This is your fault, freedom or fire" are the last sad, fearful, but defiant words to leave her mouth before she pulls the trigger.
By Paul Stewartabout a year ago in Futurism
The Wings of Tomorrow. AI-Generated.
AI Assisted Writing The year is 2050, and the world hums with the rhythm of transformation. Beneath the quiet sky, a kaleidoscope of innovation unfolds. Gene therapy, nanotech marvels, and synthetic biology have become commonplace, reshaping lives and rewriting destinies. The news, a cascade of wonder and astonishment, broadcasts yet another revelation: "Awaken Gene Complete – The Future of Longevity is Here."
By Gary Lougheedabout a year ago in Futurism
Here There Be Giants
“Control! Control! Come in, Mission Control!” Co-pilot Scott Card was on the bounce, standing beside Comm Officer Starling’s console. He was on the comm instead of her because Starling was leaning over in her chair dead from the last strike the transporter ship had taken. Frantically, the co-pilot kept trying, “Damn it, Control! This is SS4398TC MOYA calling in an SOS!”
By Mother Combsabout a year ago in Futurism
The Future
There are two crystal balls. One shows the future if evil defeats good. The other shows the future if good defeats evil. I will tell you what I see in the crystal ball that shows the future in 2050, twenty-five years from today's 2025 - if good defeats evil.
By Shanon Angermeyer Normanabout a year ago in Futurism
"Winter's Shadow
In the small town of Frosthaven, winter’s arrival was both a blessing and a curse. Nestled in a valley surrounded by towering pines, the town transformed into a picturesque wonderland every winter. The streets, lined with charming cottages, were blanketed in snow, and the frozen lake became a hub of activity. However, beneath the beauty of the season lay a stark reality that many chose to ignore.
By Saroj Kumar Senapatiabout a year ago in Futurism










