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A Lunch Meeting With Death
Death was late again for lunch. Or, it had already happened for him. Skipping as he did along time like it was an elastic band stretching and contracting to his amused will. He laughed at the linear chains, the straight lines, the inability to flow backwards, and the constant of decomposition.
By Nicholas Anthony9 years ago in Futurism
Eternally Immortal
In the forest, its dark, hardly anything can be seen, there's something dark lurking, but I cannot tell what. My white dress flows in the moon's pale light dancing across my skin, almost making me glow, as I try and feel what is sneaking through the trees.
By Danni Phantom9 years ago in Futurism
Alex The Inventor-Chapter 15
Read Chapters 1 - 14 at: Deep Sky Stories Chapter 15 - Circle of Death and the Battle Begins Elizabeth and Mr. Chater were beside themselves with fear. They had stumbled into the middle of a terrifying battle in the dead of night, and Alex and some strange girl were riding around in a robot, in the middle of it all. And now they were gone again, taking off in that monstrous thing while large, black insects buzzed all around the house.
By G.F. Brynn9 years ago in Futurism
The Occult
What does the word occult even mean? Definition of occult (Merriam-Webster): Adjective oc·cult \ə-ˈkəlt, ä-; ˈä-ˌkəlt\: not revealed: secret deep subterranean occult jealousy—J. C. Powys Not easily apprehended or understood: abstruse, mysterious occult matters like nuclear physics, radiation effects and the designing of rockets—Robert Bendiner Hidden from view: concealed occult underground passages Of or relating to the occult… the occult arts—astrology, palmistry, card reading …—Amy Fine Collins Occult practices: not manifest or detectable by clinical methods alone occult carcinoma; also: not present in macroscopic amounts occult blood in a stool
By Sydnie Beaupré9 years ago in Futurism
Mammoth Cave
High anxiety and claustrophobia have always been a part of my personal truth for as long as I can remember. When I first arrived in NYC back in 1979, I was not only overwhelmed by the scale of its buildings, bridges, and tunnels, but I was flabbergasted by the height of the skyscrapers, and the mindset of their occupants. Throughout the fourteen years of working in Seventh Ave schmatta business, I never felt comfortable riding an elevator, nor I was ever totally at peace working in a high-rise in Manhattan.
By Shahram Farshadfar 9 years ago in Futurism
Rewatching... Doctor Who: The Evil Of The Daleks - Part 3
"You are more than human." Saturday 3 June 1967 All things considered it hasn't been a great day for Jamie. He opened a booby trapped box of gas which knocked him and the Doctor out. Then he woke up all groggy in 1866 with a thumping headache. In Canterbury. Now I'm sure most of us could tell a few stories about waking up in 1866 after springing a gas box (yes that's right: a euphemism), but even I have never woken up in Canterbury. And now he's been bashed on the head and abducted by a well loved 70s comedy actor (Windsor Davies), playing a thug called Toby, and has woken up all groggy with a thumping headache (probably - he doesn't actually say so), in a barn. Toby calls his weapon 'Mr Nod'. I like a villain who gives his weapon a pet name. Mr Nod is a sort of cudgel thing. I expect if he'd been armed with a pistol it would have been named Mr Death.
By Nick Brown9 years ago in Futurism
Novel Samples
A sample of Chapter 1 for Smile of a Broken King. A knock sounded at the door, prompting the servant to stand and allow a large, dark man with crow’s wings in. His sharp, yellow eyes looked the girl over in the tub, a grin stretching over his long face. He stepped inside and bowed to her, flourishing his feathers. She lowered herself deeper into the water in a sad attempt to hide from him.
By Saphira Nightengale9 years ago in Futurism
