Sci-fi Author – Worlds of weirdness, aliens and humanity in 99 words
She detected heat, movement. No one's stupid enough to be that exposed in the snow. "Hide," Narra commanded Jae. She nocked an arrow, elbow up, eyes trained, just as Diannao once taught. Jae had drawn over Diannao's face one day, but Diannao taught her to focus despite distractions. The cabin door slammed. Narra watched in... Continue Reading →
Candy's small kitchen sits outside the CityDomes. Her rare chocolates conjure hidden queues of children every morning. They grin as she hands each their single piece then hurries them on. A commotion draws Candy's attention to the front. The kids quieten. She retreats. A man's tossing shelves in the dark. He looks weak, but her... 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 →
A scream cut through her from across the meadow and she raged into action, dismissing her injury and climbing up the nearest lookout.Her arms trembled, not used to her own weight, but she needed to ensure her charge was okay.Her heart pounded at another squeal and she cursed her clumsiness; she would’ve been on top... Continue Reading →
Colours bombarded his senses. Everywhere the spring sun reached, blooms thrived.Th-thump, th-thump.He caught yelps and a myriad of birdsong drifting on the crisp winds as he ran.Th-thump, th-thump.Green shoots pushed through snow still clinging to the base of trees; branches hanging as shields against the warm sun.Th-thump.Ducking his head as he wove through the forest,... Continue Reading →
Wings spread, songs of flight ring out from her heart as she runs round and round through a forest of legs and chairs. She glides to a halt by the place from where food comes and smiles up at Mumma bird. Savouring the sharp crunch and sweet juices of a well-earned grape, she takes off.... Continue Reading →
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