Adventure
Neodymium
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. Talk about freedom to say anything! “BOOBS!” These humans don’t even understand, I’ve done my best but I’m ready to turn over and maybe stretch a little. Don’t get me wrong, I’m entertained, and this has been an ‘experience’, but I’m tired of the constant prodding and the way they take everything from me and turn it into garbage. It’s time for the next species to arise before these ones spoil my skin completely. Even if they could hear me in this vacuum, they aren’t listening anyway. I’m tired of these humans, and this change is long overdue.
By Susan Strem4 years ago in Fiction
Second Soul
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. Nor can they see the dance of a slow death as your body convulses and chameleons into the most perfect shade of blue. No one tells you how your body swells and doubles its size, your blood boiling and evaporating through your pores. They never said that you will have 14 seconds before you pass out, that you will feel your saliva start to sizzle on your tongue. Don't hold your breath, your lungs may just rupture.
By Sheena Seib4 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
Dark Adaptation
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say… The darkness is all engulfing, it pulls at you, wanting you to become a part of its vastness. It is illuding and somewhat comforting when you think about it. Drifting alone through space and time. Not having to worry about responsibilities or relationships. A calm sets in and then acceptance takes over. Then, just nothing.
By Erin Barteski4 years ago in Fiction
Red-Blooded
Embri spit at the foot of the person in front of him, flashing his most challenging smile despite the brutal taste of metallic left on his tongue. The chains that pulled his arms back and strained his shoulders were harsh against his wrists. Had he not been forced to his knees with the blunt ends of the guards’ swords, there would have been no way in hell he’d look up to the Asterian in front of him.
By Kai Jeffreys4 years ago in Fiction








