Vanessa Blue
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Stories (8/0)
Eve's Perfect Lineage
September 29, 2239 C.E. Thomas Jefferson National Accelerator Facility Newport News, Virginia My name is Dr. Aliyah Hart, and this will be my last recording in the Common Era (C.E.). Hundreds of years of science, and decades of my life’s work of research on black holes and singularities, have brought me to this moment, in a lead box big enough for one person, writing as I sit before a small digital screen and a keypad. My palms are sweaty. I just need to input the date, time, and location and hit Go. My body and the things touching it will be vaporized and subsequently materialize, intact, at 12:01am on October 29, 4004 B.C.E. in Mecca, Saudia Arabia.
By Vanessa Blueabout a year ago in Fiction
Beautiful Brokenness
If walls could talk, I would tell you that it is ok to not be ok. You cannot bear to be around people because it takes so much energy to maintain the mask of Being Ok. My stones are cold and chipping as I watch, helpless, while your tears pour out and your heart slowly freezes.
By Vanessa Blueabout a year ago in Fiction
Fallen Star
Cold, hard floor. Bright light grating on my eyelids. Throbbing head. My limbs felt heavy. Dingy white plaster walls, swaying and foggy around the edges. Jagged slivers of glass, scattered across yellowing tile held together by clumps of dingy gray grout.
By Vanessa Blue3 years ago in Humans