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Eleison. Runner-Up in New Worlds Challenge.
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. But Mother swore by the songs of the stars. Planets and moons and even the meteors sing to us, if only we have the ears to listen, but the stars own the grandest voices and the sweetest stories. I always thought it was nonsense until the day I took my first spacewalk.
By Addison Horner4 years ago in Fiction
Theosian Cosmos. Runner-Up in New Worlds Challenge.
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. So they say. I can't quite determine which way is up. Or down, for that matter. I'm here, wherever here is. There was a moment when I thought the world was cold and dying, that I was in a frozen hell. Maybe it was a dream.
By Brittany Miller4 years ago in Fiction
Sushi - Off the Grid!. Runner-Up in New Worlds Challenge.
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. Kenji thought that would be hard to prove. Gazing out from his rickety atmocraft, he wondered who’d be silly enough to open a window to listen. The engine’s lone thruster idled as the ship floated in queue – he could hear that, so why not a scream?
By Zack Graham4 years ago in Fiction
Surfacebreak. Runner-Up in New Worlds Challenge.
No one can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. I wouldn’t know, yet, but I do know that not hearing anything would be a welcome blessing for my people. The screams of our brothers and sisters ripple through the depths at all hours, some shrill and desperate, others hollow and defeated, but all stretched and distorted by the vast reaches of saltwater in every direction.
By Amelia Grace Newell4 years ago in Fiction
Whispers From the Stars. Runner-Up in New Worlds Challenge.
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. But no one mentioned anything about the whispers. When we first sighted Venta 614, we thought we had discovered paradise. Our Gaia Probe had sent back signals of optimum habitability. A planet, not only similar to the one our ancestors had originally called home, but one flourishing with more nutrients and resources than we could have imagined. It was like a dream, though dreams often reshape themselves into something else entirely.
By Allen Vale4 years ago in Horror
Red Moon. Runner-Up in New Worlds Challenge.
“Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space... or so they say,” the hologram echoed. The hue of the digi-board’s synthetic lights electrified the miner’s byway, silhouetting the rush-hour crowd. McParlane turned away from the advertisement and limped down the tunnel street.
By Thomas Marston4 years ago in Fiction
An Archivist of Notable Planetary Events . Runner-Up in New Worlds Challenge.
"Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say." The sentence was the fourth or fifth of its kind that I'd received and archived within a few weeks' time -- indirect or roundabout references to old science fiction classics. It was delivered to me by a startling old woman who'd sat herself down on the bench I occupied while waiting for the afternoon express into the old city. She was carrying a large sea green snakeskin handbag that had an over-the-top clasp of golden entwined serpents. A big silvery hairstyle that surrounded her face like an elaborate wire nest. Bulging wrap-around sunglasses that seemed too large for her face.
By David Ferreira4 years ago in Earth
Any Other Questions?. Runner-Up in New Worlds Challenge.
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. There are a lot of statements like that: that space is the last horizon of discovery, that robots are eventually gonna to rule the supercluster, or that there’s always a bigger fish—whatever that’s supposed to mean.
By Ryan Roarke4 years ago in Fiction
The Twin Paradox. Runner-Up in New Worlds Challenge.
Nobody can hear you scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. I know this to be true, as I know that panic depletes oxygen, that liquid water is required to support life, and that my life suddenly makes no sense now that we’re apart. Sound is just vibrating air, and there’s no air outside. No atmosphere. No “they” to say anything anymore.
By Wendy Musk4 years ago in Fiction
Death Warrant. Runner-Up in New Worlds Challenge.
No one can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. This poor woman’s gaping mouth, bulging eyes and visible terror told me she tried, at least. I double-checked the mag lock on my borrowed boots as I shuffled sideways to get a better look at her body, still twenty feet away. A tiny trail of blood had trickled from her lips, forming a delicate line that led deeper into the cargo bay, evidence that scream didn’t empty her lungs fast enough to prevent the vacuum of space from explosive decompression, shredding the internal tissue. Ebullition had vaporized the water in her body, pushing it to the surface of her skin, distorting her face into a bloated mask.
By Patti Larsen4 years ago in Fiction
The Lunari. Runner-Up in New Worlds Challenge.
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. In my personal experience, space is less like a vacuum and more like the deepest parts of the ocean. You can scream, and you can wave your limbs around like a madman, but it would all be futile. In the same way that the bottom of the ocean presents an endless darkness filled with endless mutated lifeforms seeking vengeance on its failed steward, space is an infinite void of oblivion that is, most likely, full of alien life that probably hates humans.
By Kai Jeffreys4 years ago in Fiction
