Fantasy

New Beginnings
“Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say…” was the saying Lona could remember her father always teasing her with, mainly to always remind her of the Reptilians. Plastered across her fathers laboratory was an old movie poster from the movie Alien, a human sci-fi that was not far from the truth.
By Veronica 4 years ago in Fiction
A perfect world
Shicun is located in the Cangmang mountains, surrounded by peaks and gullies, and the vast mountains are towering. In the early morning, the morning glow is bright, like broken gold, and bathes in the warmth of people.
By weiguang4 years ago in Fiction
Abyssalis
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. The solipsistic nature of humanoids often resulted in universally untrue, narrow-minded notions. It was undoubtedly inaccurate for The Emissary of the Abyss. For as long as The Emissary could remember, howls of agony and wails of sorrow were the symphonic chorus that framed Their life, regardless of Their location. Eventually, it melded with the background and allowed Them to focus on their work, but the song remained. A reminder The Emissary was never alone. A reminder of the mission.
By E.K4 years ago in Fiction
POD 99
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. My eyes are sharply prized open from a sudden screech for help. As the obtrusive note lingers an octave higher, I feel it course up my spine. A symphony of screams almost immediately follows; the encore harmonious with the sound of a slaughterhouse.
By Justin Mann4 years ago in Fiction
A Simple Touch
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. There goes an old myth about those who love against standards. My grandmother told me this myth when I was young, warning me about the fates of love. She said that love can take shape in many forms and it is hard to tell its appearance. She told me the story about the myth of a woman who loved wrong.
By Stephanie Garcia4 years ago in Fiction
The Making World
Prologue: From the Journal of Professor S. K. Willowsmith "Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say."
By Ethan J Bearden4 years ago in Fiction
Meet such as first look back is a life
Morning dew Xiao Feng, knock to wake up the deep dream in the curtain. On windowsill, last night the jasmine of bud, Ying Ying light bursts the charm of its simple but elegant elegance. Green leaf, white flower, faint sweet, the bone of Qing Ling, so high and clean vegetation, unexpectedly need not do, put in windowsill, or place indoors, arrived the season that belongs to her, bloom as scheduled, fragrant and pleasant.
By Jerry F Pack4 years ago in Fiction
The Life of Twister
This story is about the life of a creature that once lived on this planet over sixty five million years ago. It is about a young dinosaur who's very life was saved by his own foolishness. Our story begins on the forests of what would soon become Montana after the extinction of the dinosaurs. A young female triceratops is guarding her nest amongst the others that surround her own. It is her first season, and she is doing her best to ensure that nothing goes wrong with her very first clutch.
By Toby Heward4 years ago in Fiction
A look into Yesterday!
"Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say".... "Knock off the chatter, Dobbins and keep a tight formation! We are flying into the Gaylar Sector" said squad leader Johnston. "Our Fighters cannot maneuver well and the final specifications your fancy brother rigged on the space locks have not been fully tested. One wrong move and you'll be a pop-sickle in space, and I'm writing sad letters to your love ones." "You have to admit it, Matthew out did himself this time! Who would think the Navy could fly combat fighters into outer space and allow them to fly like back on Earth?" Ryan shaking his head as the squadron of fighter jets patrolled the Gaylar Sector searching the uncharted traces of energy picked up from the USS Pontiac, miles below floating on the wild sea of the North Atlantic.
By Jay LeTron Dobbins4 years ago in Fiction
Planet Nine
"Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say." "Well if you don't stop pressing buttons we are going to test that theory."
By GARETH BRAZIER4 years ago in Fiction
The Watchful Eyes
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. This doesn’t worry her yet, her spacewalk is not due for two more days and she’s been training for this since she turned thirteen and has been assigned to become an engineering apprentice. Vivien’s polished boots click against the white panelled floor as she speed walks to the cafeteria. It will be a routine call to change the portion of the solar panel that had started to fail. She will be accompanied by a senior engineer. There’s no room for error and so hardly any reason for anybody to be screaming. She will be fine. Just dandy. It’s what everybody expects and she can’t fail again. She’s shaken out of her reverie when her eyes meet theirs. The place is crawling with them again. Normally she sees them in the shadowed crooks and nannies but this evening they’ve turned bolder as if tired of sharing a residence with the spiders and other insects that managed to make their way out of Earth. They smile at her as she passes, hanging from the high beams above her. Their smiles are crooked and their skin so furry you can barely make out their beady eyes.
By Sara9b4 years ago in Fiction
Nomad of Neptune
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. Life flashes back into Master Gunnery Sergeant James Denison as his mind wanders in the small cryo-pod. A red aura pulses as his vision begins to focus on the frosted glass. The bitter cold elevates his heart as the thawing and cold sweat tests his body's defenses. He focuses on his surroundings and looks down at an ejection lever and pulls it. The pod cracks open as Denison slithers out and plops on the floor.
By Mark Shaw4 years ago in Fiction