Sci Fi
From Our Picture Windows
Prologue The 20s were inarguably strange, uncertain times. How we survived that era is a miracle. First, it was that nasty scourge of a virus that took out nearly half of the world’s population. Coronavirus – Novel Coronavirus, and finally COVID-19 is what the so called “experts” at the time were naming it only because it first started in China just before the turn of the decade, December. Shortages on everyday household items as the hoarding began, everyone in a panic like the world was about to end. Toilet paper, paper towels, disinfectant wipes, anything and everything that had the names Clorox or Lysol on it, even Scrubbing Bubbles, all were scarce to find without paying a price. Even certain food items were in short supply and high demand. First it was a run on chicken, then beef – mostly hamburger – then pork. And it varied from week to week, a battle between what was being purchased and what was available. Canned goods flying of the shelves, leaving them in empty disarray as if a tornado had just busted through. And signs on those certain items in big bold lettering, demanding: ONLY 2 ITEMS PER CUSTOMER. Did that stopped folks from hoarding? All I know is Billy Currington hit the button when he sang, “. . . God is great, beer is good and people are crazy.” People are definitely crazy, especially during a pandemic.
By Christy D Darling5 years ago in Fiction
Emilia's Moonstone
The sun grazing the crown of the trees struck panic in young Emilia Townsend. What once could be considered a peaceful time, watching the stars, observing the bright moon, the dark night brought agony to the humans still alive. She and her stray friend, a German Shepherd who remained nameless, hid behind a smashed brick wall, ruined by The Disaster, as she called it; the day the world came to an end.
By Alex Simpson5 years ago in Fiction
Dust Callers
My ma always told me that the floating cities had risen from the ground just before the oceans dried and all the green on the planet died. Squinting against the sun as I turned my face skywards, the large glittering buildings loomed over us like a foreboding truth. For twenty some odd years, this had been my view as I looked to the sky. Whether it be at night to try and steal a glimpse of the stars, or during the day, the sun glaring against the glass and being an overall distraction from the desolate waste all around us.
By Logan Webster5 years ago in Fiction
Earther, Banger, Scrubber
The Paths Trell breathed air through her suc. A small plastic disc she sucked between her teeth, her lips creating a seal to its specially constructed shell. You could not live out here without one. To breathe the carbon dioxide rich air was death. She crested the cracked permacrete slope, perfectly balanced on her feet, her sythn boots gripping better than her feet alone ever could, and launched herself feet first into a controlled slide down the curving path. She felt the thrill of the acceleration, her synth pants and jacket fixing her to the glide of the path as her boots had done, her eyes honed on the twists ahead trusting the sythn to hold her as it had always done. She would ride the path, to fall was death. Her path was three metres wide, she had space to lean into and glide out of the twisting curves.
By Kevin Mitchell5 years ago in Fiction
A Fool's Relic
The city of Ausk was once the shining capital of the planet Juth. The buildings that formed the inner cluster of the city were large, rigged domes. Inside each of the domes were essential work and living spaces for the citizens that called this place home. One dome would be responsible for handling the power management that each of the other domes relied upon, while the other domes handled things such as produce, water treatment and distribution, etc. In total there were five domes. Four of the domes circled around the largest dome that sat in the center of the city. This dome, dubbed the "Conclave of Judgement," was where the planets government, military, and judicial administrations resided. It was the first dome to be destroyed during the Nortabian Invasion.
By Tquavious Johnson 5 years ago in Fiction
Flawless Society
Flawless Society Excerpt From: The Manual For The Flawless Society Section 2: Natural Born Children All children, regardless of parental status (class, marital, financial or otherwise), shall be placed in the closest district learning house on the First day, of the First month of their Third year. In said learning houses, for the first three years of attendance (until the child’s First day of the First month of their Sixth year) all children will learn together under the supervision and care of Widow Wives.
By Kayla Long5 years ago in Fiction
The Pollen Plague
Charles started coughing, and the fit was so strong that he doubled over clutching his chest. When he calmed down he pushed the stop button on his phone’s recorder and looked out the window. Months ago he was on a business trip to Seattle before the government started locking everyone in their homes. He had just stopped in DeRidder to visit his father and brothers when the pollen had spread over all of south-west Louisiana, at first a light dusting, yet it was enough to send a hundred people to the hospital.
By Carter Vezina5 years ago in Fiction
The Damascene Heart
Mari couldn’t remember actually deciding to leave the city. Maybe the decision was made in her dreams one night, or in the dawn hour between sleep and waking. Or maybe it was made as she walked home one night, touching the pepper spray in her belt, listening to the violence that always seemed to be just one block over, and knowing that her elected officials cared only for money and power and little for the citizens they supposedly represented.
By T.J. Samek5 years ago in Fiction
