Sci-fi Author – Worlds of weirdness, aliens and humanity in 99 words
People come out changed, or not at all, says the whispers. Called me in ta' fix a drone. Remembered thinkin' their workers looked mindless, till one leaned in, showed me circuitry boosts I never could'a imagined. Wondered, why me? Then they hired me full time, ta learn their subatomics, an' I keep gettin' a sense... Continue Reading →
Girl peers at alien, watches its smooth movements, long white hair shimmering in the sunset. Hens in the coop cluck wild like their party's gone wrong. Alien shows Girl how to lock the gate. There's a hen out though, and another. "Chickens," Girl points. "Ch-ck," Alien tries to form the word, it's been learning. "No,... Continue Reading →
Several eons passed since they last visited Earth, they discovered humans viewed other-world strangers warily now, without the awe of old. Their job - gathering insights into human minds - meant molding their DNA to conform while on-planet. They looked human, though in this new age, reed undergarments, intricate piercings and feathered crowns weren't widely... Continue Reading →
“Scanning; water, sand. Beach.” “Correct. This?” “Turbine engines, winged structures. Aircraft.” “This?” “Two humans. Arms around eachother. Content. Hugging.” “What else?” The human watched the Android ponder. “Unable to ascertain without further details.” “Guess.” “Scenarios with highest probabilities are a need for warmth, or pressure to ease physical discomfort.” “Anything else?” “Physical fatigue; a need... Continue Reading →
I'm holding tight, too tight, relax the hands, relax the back, breathe. It’s okay.Lights flash past. Eyes dart up, down, left, right, checking. They settle straight ahead for a moment, only to dart around again and again, keeping tabs on all surrounds.Hands are gripping tighter again. Relax. Breathe.So many things to focus on—perhaps too many... Continue Reading →
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