Sci Fi
Escaping Hopelessness
Under the hazy red sky, a lone figure ran across the barren wasteland. The sound of grit and gravel crunched beneath her feet. Amina's chest burned from the hours she had spent fleeing in this vast abyss of hopelessness. She could still hear the blazing sound of sirens in the distance. It had been years since the Earth's collapse but the air still reeked of death and decay. It was a constant reminder of her own fragile mortality.
By Melissa Shivers5 years ago in Fiction
The End Of The Beginning
“I stared at the void,” he said with fear and panic in his eyes, “it called me, the same way it called this earth, it stared back at me” with tears rolling from his eyes as he explained his story, “I still hear the sounds'' he continued aggressively gripping his face with both hands as he screamed out “ YOU SHOULD HAVE BEEN THERE!!!” the atmosphere changed, senses were heightened his words shook everyone in the room
By Fatima Barrie5 years ago in Fiction
Relics
Jon grows weary in my thoughts. Now, when I see myself and this locket chained to me, I hate that I am without him. Like everyone else, Jon did not give me this locket. It was always mine, but he was the first to notice it. In a sea of fluorescent color, bold characters vying to stand out against the darkest digital black sky, this locket, he said, was the only thing made of gold.
By Reena Wolfe5 years ago in Fiction
A Heart to Remember
"Grandma, can you tell us about Grandpa Luke now? Pleeeease?" Josephine looked out upon her late husband's fields from the top-floor window of the cottage they once shared. Instantly, she was transported back to a time when those same fields were the glue of their survival. The fields were once lush and vibrant. Now, however, the fields were dying. And so was Josephine.
By David Orozco5 years ago in Fiction
The Search
Jeremiah guided his silky black horse through the old town. This ruined collection of giant, crumbling buildings is all that remained of a civilization that no longer existed. Most people didn’t risk traveling through these sections. Chunks of these ancient structures fell to the ground frequently. But the peace was worth it. He wound his way through the haunting skeleton of the formerly great city.
By Brandon Moore5 years ago in Fiction
Feminisma’s Manifesto - There's Nobody Really There
A tribe of evil narcissists has taken over. They are seemingly led by OGLE, a global behemoth that owns and operates BitLocket. Virus 2.1 killed off swathes of us. Narcissus ran laps in its wake, contaminating the majority of the Thinking who were left. Then we entered the Battle Age.
By Sophie Jackson5 years ago in Fiction
Forest of Memories
"That thing is still following me." Jonathan thought as his breathing became heavy and his footsteps slower. He simply wasn't fast enough to outrun it, and he dreaded the moment that it would finally strike, cutting him down in some slow, agonizing fashion. He didn’t want his life to be ended in such a gruesome way, but he was the only one who could hope to save his boyfriend at this point, and he had to keep going - even if it meant his untimely demise at the claws of some wicked beast.
By Brandon Walker5 years ago in Fiction
The Syndrome
The grey matter fell like snow, soft and acidic. In the beginning the Global Government spent trillions trying to fight the new environmental phenomenon but now no one cared. Mark hurried through the alley, echoing footsteps muffled by the accumulating matter and turned right on Water Street with a cold blast of winter air blowing open his ragged coat. Mark pulled the edges tight across his chest and he bent his head pushing harder against the wind. He needed to get to the warehouse near the docks where Tiberius was waiting for him—
By Nickolas Causey5 years ago in Fiction
