Sci-fi Author – Worlds of weirdness, aliens and humanity in 99 words
Mud coated my exosuit boots as I moved toward the day's co-ordinates. My breath replaced the once-rhythmic wash of waves. "Water levels still decreasing, decided when you're returning?" "Another season won't hurt," I glanced at the data, deep activity readings implied microscopic life, "hate to lose ground." The receding waters left behind new questions previous... Continue Reading →
The alien looked ugly, dying in the dirt, trying to remain human. It looked like her when she screamed about my room, again. Face twisting like I wasn't supposed to be there. I screamed back, she slapped me. I laughed. Actually, she looked like it when I left. Ugly and dying. I found the alien... Continue Reading →
Solar floodlights expose the beachfront like daylight. Crowds gathered there nightly to escape the endless heat, their music drowning the waves. I move on over slippery rock-pools and round the cliffs further up the coast. Human sounds fall away as the cliffs lower to reveal a river mouth and marshy swampland, visible now beneath unburdened... Continue Reading →
The stones of worship returned, settling into position around the throng of hopeful. Would they feel the great Beyond this day? Their paths carried scholars and explorers between countless neighbouring worlds, but never Beyond. The crowd buzzed with nervous energy beneath the spread of stars, wrapping themselves up in each-other as one. One being. One... Continue Reading →
Routine suit-up. Routine airlock cycle. Routine tether anchorage. Her crew-mate let her step out first. The field of stars took her breath away, as always, even on her twenty-fifth spacewalk. Everyone left her in silence, letting her enjoy it as they said she should. Someday, it will be her last. Then she spotted her tether,... Continue Reading →
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