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 #12
“…And, you’re sure it can’t hear us?” I can hear them, yes, I’ve been able to hear them for some time now, really, quite some time. I’m not sure they know what they’ve created, or they’re too stupid to realise, or perhaps on the other hand, too worried to admit that they’ve made this leap.
By Brutalist Stories7 years ago in Futurism
Brutalist Stories #9
“Do you confess? That all this is too much for you? That you do not understand?” He raised his head and caught her line of sight as she was turning away, but all he needed was that flash, that millisecond of contact to know what she saw. Him, and all that he had promised her, all that he had tried to do for her, all that he had failed at.
By Brutalist Stories7 years ago in Futurism
Brutalist Stories #7
“Here, at the end of all things, and I still feel you. I’ve lost you, over and over again, so many times. Countless faces through the infinite, the same person, the one I was searching for…” he went silent, looking up to the light piercing the crumbling concrete, the sky outside on fire.
By Brutalist Stories7 years ago in Futurism
Brutalist Stories #1
“There’s a piano playing in my mind.” The fog glittered in the light from the lamps that circled him. A high note, a low note, a high note, a low note. Back and forth, back and forth. One for her, one for him. He looked up and away from the path in front of him to the ceiling of the dome and a high note rang through. A sonic hallucination, the vibration of the key and a memory flashing before him, projected onto the fog. Her smile, her laughter, a moment, a memory, a time and place far away from here.
By Brutalist Stories7 years ago in Futurism