Meagan Wall
Bio
Geochemist, Space Enthusiast, Sci-Fi nerd (not in a cool way), I work to understand why Humanity does what it does, why we think some things are good & similar things are bad, & unpackage all the crazy in stories filled with inertia.
Stories (2/0)
The Lurker of the Lake
Artek was not fond of adventure. Or travel. Or meeting new people. His greatest goal amounted to a dream of spending his days puttering in his shop putting together the contraptions that filled his mind to the brim. He snorted in irritation, his black goatee flapping. Melot, his ne’er-do-well stallion--named for his favorite food--gave a similar snort from his ruffling through the foliage behind him. Here he was, a man that hated travel, over a week’s ride from his home, all because the Gods had spoken to the village Elder using the Winds for the first time in literal decades. She had been just as puzzled as he, her wizened face smooth in trepidation and fear as she told him his task.
By Meagan Wall2 years ago in Horror
Isko's Heart
If a tattered wasteland was an apocalyptic cliché, Isko figured it didn’t matter…there weren’t a lot of people to cast judgment on it, after The Great Abandoning. Two thirds of Humanity now floated away from the Sun, toward Systems that might offer a safe haven and solace. Isko had seen a great many people weep at being left to fight off the ceaseless attacks, by aliens that seemed to have no real purpose. To Isko, there had never been anything other than the cliché. Being artificially created to fight for Humanity didn’t lend itself to a great deal of experience actually living, so there wasn’t much to lament. It was like that for most of the products of the Sigma Program.
By Meagan Wall3 years ago in Futurism