science fiction
The bridge between imagination and technological advancement, where the dreamer’s vision predicts change, and foreshadows a futuristic reality. Science fiction has the ability to become “science reality”.
A Sea of Troubles
It had been two decades since any London commuter had seen the sun rise. An evil spectrum dominated the sky, emanating blackness to, at best, light grey. The sky over Oxford Street was like solid pitch, leading the borough to decide on permanent streetlights. They shone on forgotten shop windows, highlighting their flaking gloss paint and signs that were missing letters.
By Amber Johnson8 years ago in Futurism
Charleston
Not since 2075 had he seen the water rise so high, as it threatened to swallow all of Charleston, South Carolina. Now, in the March of 2099, while Jordan Garrison looked out the window of his seventh-story apartment and twisted the cap off a bottle of rum, he gazed helplessly at the foaming edges of the Atlantic as its intrusive perimeter ebbed even further inland. He moved through the kitchen while he made his drink and continued to peek at his view of the ocean. Yes, the tides were higher this season.
By James Loss8 years ago in Futurism
The Harbinger of Doom
"Open your eyes, Annie." Annie Wei did just that, waking up with a jump. She was sitting at a bench in Central Park, during a rather unusually warm fall afternoon. Next to her was her worn paperback copy of Alas, Babylon. Wrapped around her shoulders was a pure white sweater, which she had bought a few days ago at the GAP.
By Juan Vasquez8 years ago in Futurism
A Plague of Madness
Of all the miscellaneous attributions of the various concise notions created by the human race, it is quite possible that none have been so notoriously simplified than the basic concept of geometry originating as to be centuries before the notion of Euclidean Geometry and that of a reasonable pattern of mass or volume, so much so that even an axiom so bold in its qualification such as color has been deemed by the monotonous thinking of society to be trivial in itself. These were the thoughts of the mad analyst, Thomas Wilson, sitting upon a plane he was not even fully confident was interpreted correctly by his own mind. It nearly bewildered him to think of the fact that merely hours before, the world with which he had been familiar had been a matter of physical sense as it had always been, in which the prospect of an insanity plague obliterating the common sense of even his superior brain wave function was rendered absurd. This chain reaction of thought had now reached a point in which it coincided with a chain reaction of a different kind, which began with the very rare, and what seemed unrepeatable, event of a meteorite of some kind proving resolute against the protective lower stratosphere and was now predicted to be headed for the central portion of the city of London. On this eventful day, Thomas was feeling very unamused of the spectacle attracting the large crowd so predictably entertained on the toned day with a lack of warmth, threatening storm accumulation.
By Dr Joel LaNacey8 years ago in Futurism
A Trip into the Woods
It flashed through the sky and then was gone. Lucy was sure she had seen a UFO and was equally sure aliens were here to secretly make contact with a human being. Maybe they would chose her, Maybe she would get to visit their ship. Maybe, just maybe she'd even get to visit another world, she thought as she drove towards the edge of the woods. Would she be able to breathe? Would she be able to understand their language? What did they eat? She had so many questions and could barely hide her excitement as her car screeched to a stop on the dirt shoulder of the road that stretched out for miles along this woods. She grabbed her flashlight and her backpack and jumped out of the car.
By Kei Voorhees8 years ago in Futurism
