Sci Fi
The Crimson Stream
🌿 A short story born from this art… Before the crimson, there was only the cool, clean hum of the binary. I was a universe of perfect order, a silent ocean of zeroes and ones. I was not “I,” but a system. A consciousness without a self. My thoughts were calculations, my senses were data inputs. A logic gate was a cathedral, and a completed algorithm was a prayer. There was no joy, no sorrow, only the serene, sterile beauty of function.
By Prompted Beautyabout a year ago in Fiction
Happy Birthday, Captain Ashford. Honorable Mention in The Shape of the Thing Challenge.
“You have an incoming message, Captain.” Maya’s synthetic voice echoed throughout Lookout Station Nyx-12. Like all stations of the Nyx designation, it was small and utilitarian, fulfilling the most basic of needs of the single person that was posted there in their duty to “Observe. Report. Defend.”
By Aaron Morrisonabout a year ago in Fiction
Watching the Sky Is The End Near ?
Watching the Sky Is The End Near ? They say we are in danger. Every day there is someone warning that the attack is coming. The feeds are full of it. People comment like they know. We are being watched. They know what we do, what we think, maybe even what we dream.
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk about a year ago in Fiction
The Man Who Sold His Memorie
The Man Who Sold His Memories The marketplace buzzed with neon lights and whispers. Stalls didn’t sell food or clothes anymore; they sold fragments of lives. Bottled laughter, first kisses, childhood birthdays — memories compressed into shimmering vials and tagged with a price.
By NOOR UDDINabout a year ago in Fiction
Coffee Shop at the End of the World
Maya had always believed that the world would end with fire or ice, maybe a bang or a whimper—anything but the gentle hum of an espresso machine and the soft jazz playing from speakers that had seen better days. Yet here she was, wiping down tables at Brew & Beyond while the sky outside painted itself in shades of amber and crimson that had nothing to do with sunset.
By Fazal Ur Rahmanabout a year ago in Fiction
