fantasy
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Mischief Night
On the night before Halloween, known as Mischief Night by the local hoodlums, Kelly has a second date with Owen. She agreed to it, not because he is particularly handsome or wealthy, but because he was dignified, a smart dresser, and respectful on the first date, and besides, she had nothing better to do. He’s a recently divorced accountant with no kids. No children equals zero baggage in Kelly’s mind, and that’s a definite plus. They first met at the firing range when he complimented her for being an excellent shot. Other than these few things, she doesn’t know that much about him. On the phone, he sounded eager to tell her something over a simple dinner at Villa Grazia - seemed harmless enough to her.
By C.V. Berton9 years ago in Futurism
Homeworld
Space is dark peppered with trillions of billions of millions of dots of light, that are streaking outward in spiral of tears, within this unfathomable black mass. Space is void, numb and mute. Space is deaf and voiceless. Space is the sacred home of the old gods; yet hostile and violent to life. Exposure leads to blood boiling in freezing veins that violently undulate, before bursting and cracking apart; exsanguinating spores of blood-ice crystals into the darkness from every single pore of exposed skin. Eyes crystalize, expand then then pop with no sound at all.
By Andrew David9 years ago in Futurism
The Moving Shell
“Isn’t the view amazing,” Gloria said. She looked over her shoulder at her best friend Julia who stood further back from the cliff edge. Julia didn’t look enthused to be there. The women had hiked to the lighthouse at the urging of the owner of the bed and breakfast. The old man had said that the 300 foot high cliffs provided an unequaled view of the ocean. He described the lighthouse itself as unexceptional; it was the cliffs and the ancient winding trail that were magical.
By Edmund de Wight9 years ago in Futurism
Alex The Inventor-Chapter 11 (Pt.2)
Read Chapters 1 - 11 at Deep Sky Stories Chapter 11 (Part 2) - Rainah's Pain... Jade greeted the two of them as they entered. She cast them a sharp, warning look and swished her long Dragon-tail when she saw Alex. Jade took longer than most creatures to warm up to strangers of any sort; especially strangers who had just befriended her Mistress. She gave Alex a haughty, dismissive look then turned, giving him a deliberate bump with her club-like tail, and disappeared round a sharp corner in the otherwise round room.The first impression Alex had was of being inside a large, dimly lit, cozy red beach ball. The walls and ceiling curved around and overhead as one continuous surface, even the floor stayed flat for only a fraction of its area before it too curved upward to blend in with the encircling wall. The whole effect was like being inside a large, smooth pudding-bubble room and Alex relaxed a little, feeling that he was being protected from the dangers of the outside world for a while.Soft, dim red lights glowed down from the small dome overhead, bathing everyone in a fuzzy red hue. Everything was of a smooth-edged design and even the walls had contoured padding to prevent injury to the occupants of the sphere.In the center of the room, about twenty feet away from the doorway stood an odd pillar or pipe, running from floor to ceiling and coiled around it were two sets of graceful spirals, one within the twist of the other. The spirals came down from the ceiling like an upside-down cone, with the wide base gradually tapering down to a point only a few feet above the floor. The inner spiral merged with the pipe and the outer spiral slid into a hole in the floor just beside the pipe.
By G.F. Brynn9 years ago in Futurism
And This Sea Eternal
“She dreams of the ocean late at nightand longs for the wild salt air”- Author unknown Histrogram The battle for the Kashkeegee settlement on Saturn’s moon Enceladus, is unique in the archive of Terran Federation history. Consider this: - prior the Enceladus incident, if you attended a Terran Federation 1st school, the war was hardly mentioned. Except, naturally, during the 11th Month, and in Holo-books or screeners full of very scary looking creatures that are best “left where they are” for the rest of the year.
By Andrew David9 years ago in Futurism
Rewatching... Doctor Who: The Faceless Ones - Part 3
Saturday 21 April 1967 I'm very disappointed that Ben and Polly are nowhere to be seen this week. We don't even see Michelle Luippi, who's been packed off on a flight because nosy humans have been asking too many questions. The fake air traffic controller, Meadows, gets to remain at Gatwick though, despite the Doctor being onto him.
By Nick Brown9 years ago in Futurism
Portals
[Hello again it is time for my next entry into the vocal universe. As always thank you for reading and you can follow me on twitter @amccaul1976 or just about anywhere else at the same handle. If you like what you are reading here please share. Thanks again and i hope you enjoy the short story portals.]
By Adam McCaulley9 years ago in Futurism
Wings
Wings They says its the words of the oldbut it never fades from their mind,a time for a better future,a time better for all kind.The one born without wings will fly,the one born without wings will bring a better time;She is the savior of all people,the one who won't wait for mountains to move, but will take the time to climb.They say it's the words of the old,But they are words never forgotten,Hoping their new daughteris the savior of the world, they have brought her in,
By Storyteller IRT9 years ago in Futurism
Rewatching... Doctor Who: The Faceless Ones - Part 2
Saturday 15 April 1967 Ooh, the theme tune's changed! Just a bit. Some new 'twiddly bits'. I like it. Unfortunately the picture's gone again this week so I'll have to make do with audio and occasional images...hopefully televisions will be more reliable when they introduce colour later in the year!
By Nick Brown9 years ago in Futurism
Mad Max Racks Up the Mileage but Isn’t Much of a Journey to the End of the World
Mad Max returned in 2015 and got itself an Oscars 2015 Nomination for Best Picture. The film’s sheer presentation for Hollywood’s latest dystopian future definitely deserves its due. But once past the innovative visuals and high octane action, the lack of a story relegates Fury Road to nothing more than a high speed tractor pull to the end of the world
By Rich Monetti9 years ago in Futurism
