Sci-fi Author – Worlds of weirdness, aliens and humanity in 99 words
They chose Earth. Chose a human child. Though her mind began dark, she, my host, became my home. As she grew, I learned how her brain worked completely, every single firing synapse that surrounded me. I even stepped her back off a cliff once. That was a fight. She didn't want to stay. They wanted... Continue Reading →
Human structures buzzed. Cat flicked ears. Crept beneath un-alive bushes with strange smells. Made the journey to Secret Place. Too many humans at Dark now. Can't handle Day anymore. Cat ruffled fur, warm air reaching skin. "Right there!" A child. "Shut up. Get inside." Child's Human. Child's eyes met Cat's as Human shoved Child through... Continue Reading →
Motes danced in the morning's first sweltering rays. Hektor savoured two plain, poached eggs, resolving to take some home one day. His mind's eye showed his home's rituals, worlds away, mrul-filled bowls steaming. He smelled its comforting decadence. Soon. Outside, planting seedlings, Hektor trained his mind toward his Earthen students, out too, exploring, growing. He... Continue Reading →
Slinking along the dark and barren hillside, pack of acquired supplies secured tight, I see movement. Have I been caught? I drop low, confident in my darkened outer-wear, and watch the quiet, sprawling city. A flash by the edge reveals an individual stumbling past the barrier, long, unshaven white hair gleaming in the night. I... Continue Reading →
I feel invisible blows as fear and pain chemicals flood my place within my host's brain. Her carer is destroying her, setting fire to her mind with every heartache, every forgotten promise, every silence, every lie. I wish to protect her, to save her. To survive. Her carer's mind was lost in the depths of... Continue Reading →
Roasted rare Earthen tuber, orange like the setting sun, melted sweet and warm on her tongue. She studied her creation on the plains below. Her Youngling workforce departed, dragging their feet, hair blowing heavy in the evening breeze. She turned and left. "Here she is!" A crowd cheered as she emerged, awaiting her grand reveal.... Continue Reading →
Screams from inside forced the woman - visitor, friend - through to the master bedroom. She froze before the scene. "No-" a child, face of horror, backed away from the bed, "I tried to stop...it wouldn't- let me..." On the bed, the child's mother gasped for breath, "knew...I shouldn't have-" she clutched her throat, blood... Continue Reading →
A youngling cast eyes skyward upon birth. Energies entered its being, strengthened its mind, its heart. That youngling grew, phased, loved, laughed. Built together a house-family, welcomed partners and friends, life happy and full. Years on, now-grown, they lay ready. Every village eagerly awaiting the next youngling's birth on the morrow. Eyes closed now, their... Continue Reading →
Dirt caked her soft dress. She’ll wash it later. For now, though self-assigned, she had to complete her mission before the sun set - she had to find it.Laughter reached her, drifting from the house at the bottom of the yard; soon it’d turn to cries.She had to hurry.She sped over the ground, eyes darting.At... Continue Reading →
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