Sean Selleck
Bio
Hobby writer with a love for genre fiction, and focussing on prose and scripts with the occasional dabble in poetry.
Stories (14/0)
The Paradox of Fiction
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. Anteros screamed anyway. He knew the audio speaker was engaging, but his audio receptors couldn’t detect the sound. The strange ship which had brought them out here appeared to be spinning around and getting smaller. In reality, he was the one spinning around and drifting further away at an alarming speed. In 28 seconds, the ship would just be a white dot reflecting Sol’s light and therefore look just like another star. Anteros screamed again.
By Sean Selleck2 years ago in Fiction
THE DEAL OF ETHAN MOIRÉ
I Soldiers had always said shots sound like angry bees. Ethan didn’t know what angry bees sounded like, but he doubted they sounded like this. He was also in doubt that bees could chip away at the wall above him. Ethan ruffled his hair, throwing bits of plaster and mortar onto the grass he was lying on. A small, metal ball also fell onto the grass. It must have bounced off the wall and landed in his hair. It had been meant for him.
By Sean Selleck2 years ago in Fiction