Tom Doetsch
Bio
I write about the human condition and the important things in life. I love dystopian fantasy & sci-fi so that’s what I write most. Enjoy!
Stories (7/0)
A Step in the Right Direction
I remember the day I saw that phrase for the first time. My email account was asking me to reset my password. I did and thought nothing off it. This was standard after so long of keeping the same one, but I never knew that it was actually the beginning of the end.
By Tom Doetschabout a year ago in Fiction
The Juxtaposition of Bellatra & Earth
No one can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. At least, that’s what they tell their young down on Earth, the blue planet third from Pittacus, their Sun. They have these strange seemingly arbitrary rules about motion, space, time, the nature of their world, and they have deemed them all, science. The bumbling apes have spent millennia refining their “knowledge” and have only until very recently made anything resembling progress. They have only traveled to their moon and no where else outside their small blue rock.
By Tom Doetsch2 years ago in Humans
There's No Stopping Now
Lewis woke up with his head leaning against the frosted window as he had fallen asleep. The nearly barren landscape outside was only made interesting by the rolling hills and mountains off in the distance. Thankfully, the cold window had numbed his headache. He rubbed the rest of the sleep out of his eyes, he sees a mountain exposing a new side like a coy lover giving a playful tease. The sunset behind only makes the sight more picturesque.
By Tom Doetsch2 years ago in Fiction
A Band of Brothers
There weren’t always dragons in the Valley. About seven years ago, they started emerging out of their caves and descending from their mountain peaks. At first they didn’t stray far from their homestead, keeping to the mountains or forests around them. That did not last long though. Only the stories of the dragons’ destruction spread faster than their fires and lightning storms. Civilization was all but driven underground. The dwarves and other subterranean races didn’t exactly welcome their new neighbors and tensions mounted, but subsided by the collective terror of the dragons. Soon enough, people of all kinds banded together forming parties to set out to slay as many dragons as they could. One such group called themselves the Band of Brothers and this is their story.
By Tom Doetsch2 years ago in Fiction
A New World Order
Generations ago the plastic pollution reached critical mass in the oceans and the world’s fresh water became too polluted. Deforestation and a shortage of farm land cut food supplies. The lack of resources sparked the wars. Millions of losses from all countries continued to rise into the ten millions and hundred millions, then one billion, and two billion. When it hit 3 billion, the world leaders called a truce and met to discuss an end as they all saw how if this continued it would surely lead to the extinction of the human race. It was at this convention, which came to be known as the Unity convention that they created the first one world government. Sovereign nations were a thing of the past. The world became so scarred and barren that they had to build “pods” which would house the survivors. They decided individuality and personal choice were too dangerous and that’s what led to widespread pollution and resource depletion. So every aspect of their lives was prescribed and monitored. Crime was non-existent, or at least that’s what the TV programs told them. Those who resisted were vacuumed out of their pods and never heard from again. There were no elections, no rights, no due process. Freedom was a figment of the past. The only reason people can leave their pod is to go to work in their government issued car. At work, people plug into their devices and do their work for 10 hours with a half hour lunch that pops up from a slot in their desk. Everyone travels to and from at the same time but there’s no verbal communication. They may make eye contact, but everyone is too heart broken and scarred from losing everyone in the war to create new friendships.
By Tom Doetsch3 years ago in Fiction
From Revolution to Catastrophe
It primarily attacked people’s lungs causing decreased lung capacity for the survivors. It killed millions worldwide with hundreds of millions more infected. Everyone thought it would be here for a month or two then fade away. Years into this plague, humanity developed a decreased lung capacity due to prolonged use of masks, especially earlier in life.
By Tom Doetsch3 years ago in Fiction
