Fireweed

My private aug showed ages beside every face in the room, but maintained each digitally overlaid, customisable appearance. “Miss-“ the one hundred and forty-three earth-year old who didn’t look a day over twenty. “Doctor,” I corrected. Doubt flashed across all faces. “Project Fireweed will be swift and precise,” I announced to the group, “replacing current... Continue Reading →

February 11, 2018

Unproductive Progression

The future had come. Endless chambers of cold lights and pre-fabricated possessions created a norm no one felt part of.One small council of a great metallic city met.“Daily accidents again,” reported a hard eyed man, “sicknesses, absences.”“Lines can’t continue this way,” said a stiff lady, “we’ll hear from higher up soon.”“No one’ll be excepted,” said... Continue Reading →