Fantasy
Kingdom of Tairius
"Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say." Or at least that's what my dad says. He used to say that to me and my brothers after he had an argument with my mom. "Don't tell your mom I said that." he would also say that too. He works as equipment maintenance inspector for many of the moon's mining companies. Mining teams go up there to each moon for materials that the may deem valuable. Even on the moon, you can't escape the greed. Many of the nations seek territories and building city upon them. And with the seeking of territories comes territorial conflicts... war. His last cycle was on third moon "Oniel" (On- e- el). If you don't know, a cycle is basically a three month shift. It's pays well enough, and it's better than being in the Lowlands trying grow plants out of nothing" he says. My mom hates when he go off world. Especially, when we were kids and she was left with four boys by herself. We didn't make it easy. Not that we we're trying make it hard. I mean, we were boys. But she's been less pressing about it a last couple years since everyone is out of the house except me. That was until my brother Pearson and I were recruited to go to the Tairius (Ty-ree-us) University. It's the reason why I'm writing this stupid essay... because the professor (yes you), wants us to write about our "life experiences," which I think is stupid! And I don't care if does read this part! There! I said it.
By Tamron Harrison4 years ago in Fiction
They Live Among Us
“Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. Speaking about space, our problems are now transcending on planet Earth. It was discovered that alien life form has been living among us for years. Where are they hiding and how can we find them? Breaking news at eight,” said a female newscaster on the television.
By Jackie Villa4 years ago in Fiction
The end of human zenith.
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. Neil Huxley's shriek echoed inside his suit as he took in the last of his oxygen supply. He was floating helplessly in the emptiness of the boundless place called the universe. He looked on, as the craft he called home for several decades, sailed away in the sea of blackness, leaving him on his own. Hopeless, he stopped shouting, he stopped moving. He could only observe.
By Abdullah Rajput4 years ago in Fiction
Into the Void
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. Now if it was just a single scream, it could just be brushed off as something your mind made up to justify a sound. Unfortunately, the evidence reveals a much more horrifying truth. Its been nearly a month since the audio recording of the last expedition into space was released. It went viral almost instantly, and, for obvious reasons, was taken down within a day.
By Kiyona Fahiri4 years ago in Fiction
The Fallen
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. By the dying light of the second sun a grandfather clock chimes nine, and bitterness sails across barren sand--heading for the dome made of stone where one inhabitant still remains. Her boiled blood pulsing to fingertips and toes. Spontaneous combustion at any moment nudges and pulls in an unsettled mind. When lead drips heavy into her twisted stomach—snap! With eyes like full moons Emily heaves! Throwing soapy waves of bath water until eventually gripping the copper rail tight enough to settle herself.
By Daniel J.Smith4 years ago in Fiction
The Great Grift of Stoto
No one can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. Maila not only knows the sound. She’s had to endure it herself, silently watching on as the destruction she caused ran rampant throughout the Stoto star system, echoing in her mind at all hours of the day. She’s made the sound herself. She would empty out her vocal cords from her old rusty ship into the void of space, hoping that the barrage of emotion was able to scrape through and someone would come to rescue her from this honor-bound prison, but it never happened. If she were to get out, she’d have to free herself.
By Brian Rosen4 years ago in Fiction
Values
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. In the vacuum of space, a scream is held in your helmet. In a tin can grinding through dark matter a scream is welcomed. The constant churning of space can get monotonous. A sound of action, of any kind, would take the crews collective mind off the sound of the ship laboring toward its destination. A loud clang from the ship’s exterior caused the crew to raise their heads towards the direction of the sound.
By DubstheScribe4 years ago in Fiction
Homage to A Beast
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. “They”, being the people on Earth and what “they” know is very little compared to the vastness of the universe. The most concrete information they have is entirely fundamental and the rest is all speculation to some degree. Of all the things that are speculated black holes remain largely a mystery. True, with the advancement of technology comes the advancement of knowledge, but all speculation remains just that until a solid interaction is made. When that occurs it would remove the speculations… And everything else from existence. Once it grabs onto its next meal it will not let go, not even light can escape the consuming darkness. Not even the sounds of a billion screams would ever be heard. To reiterate, nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space. Ladies and gentlemen, that in itself is a speculation as the people of planet Earth don’t know the truth. “They” don’t know that there’s a being that can hear everything in the universe-be anywhere in the universe. Is it God? Putting the fire of religion to rest it is not God or the Devil. What it is is, well, to put it best, it is… And it is awakening…
By The Narrator 4 years ago in Fiction
