Brutalist Stories
Bio
Short sci-fi stories in 500 words or less deriving from the stark style of the functionalist architecture, that is characterised by the use of concrete.
Stories (60/0)
Brutalist Stories #36
The memory of a memory of a memory. What am I supposed to be remembering here? This thing they’re trying to get from me, right? I’m here to try to help them? Are they asking me or telling me? There’s something that’s occurred at some point in this time, in this life, but so much has gone on, so much as passed? What part of it do they want, what part of me are they looking for? How will it help them?
By Brutalist Stories6 years ago in Futurism
Brutalist Stories #32
I stop us both and point to the man smoking a cigarette leant against the concrete wall in a dark-brown, three-quarter length jacket. I turn to her and she nods, she knows, she gets it, we’re in sync and for a moment, we just watch him.
By Brutalist Stories6 years ago in Futurism
Brutalist Stories #28
Two men and 10,000 bullets, that’s all it seemed to take, on the outside at least anyway. That’s what they all reported, fed through the feeds for weeks and months afterwards, the stories of heroism of these two men that went in where no other man nor woman would go. That place where angels fear to tread. Well, a lot more went on behind the scenes.
By Brutalist Stories7 years ago in Futurism
Brutalist Stories #26
Fifteen years? Seems longer somehow. Fifteen years ago they appeared in the sky. From Zero, things hit One pretty quickly. Boom, they were just there, one minute we’re alone in the universe, well, at least some thought so anyway. Then the next minute, a couple of dozen ships are there in the sky. Floating up there, what are you supposed to do when that happens?
By Brutalist Stories7 years ago in Futurism