Sci Fi
Whispers Beneath the Redwoods
Whispers Beneath the Redwoods The towering redwoods of Northern California stood like ancient sentinels, their branches weaving a canopy so dense that sunlight barely kissed the forest floor. For centuries, they had witnessed the passage of time—the rise and fall of civilizations, the whispers of lovers, the cries of the lost. But deep within the heart of the forest, where the air grew heavy with the scent of pine and earth, there was a secret. A secret that called to those who dared to listen.
By Himansu Kumar Routray2 years ago in Fiction
Wintrow. Content Warning.
A roar of patrons burst into cheers as a gunshot rang out. Leaf’s squinted to gain a lay of the room. A crowd of interstellar races mixed among a fighting arena. A line formed from a wall of barred windows taking bets to the raised stands surrounding the fighting arena. Televisions beside the gambling wall showed a man being dragged from the arena pit below. A betting line showed +800, the underdog won and seemed to please the crowd. A sign above read, BET HERE.
By Wesley C. Martin2 years ago in Fiction
Wintrow
The city never stopped. The city never rested. The city always worked. Leaf Eminox weaved his way through Wintrow. The city was perched on the far southeast coast of the planet Navalen within the Crimson Kingdom. The night hummed of neon lights that illuminated the wet concrete sidewalks. Leaf saw women dance in holographic advertisements, magnetic floating vehicles float by like a whisper at night, and street corner cameras whirling as he turned every corner. Leaf was a bounty hunter, and he had claimed the bounty on an Offlander – a Tarnathian wanted for treason.
By Wesley C. Martin2 years ago in Fiction
Independent
Independent In the bustling city of Lumina, where skyscrapers kissed the clouds and neon lights painted the streets in vibrant hues, there lived a young woman named Independent. Her name was not just a word; it was a declaration, a way of life. Independent was known for her fierce determination, her unyielding spirit, and her refusal to conform to the expectations society placed upon her.
By Himansu Kumar Routray2 years ago in Fiction
Pensa's Problem
On a distant world, there lived a being named Pensa. Pensa had a problem. Pensa was gravely ill, and was quite sure death was imminent. Pensa was afraid. Pensa knew that was irrational, but that was no help at all. Pensa's body was not at all rational. The sensations Pensa felt were those of a being in jeopardy. The trouble was that Pensa's body did not know the nature, dimensions or proximity of the threat. So it remained in a state of preparedness for flight or fight all of the time.
By D. J. Reddall2 years ago in Fiction
Ansel and Greta
In a densely populated neighborhood in America, there lived a man with his wife and two children. His children were enthusiastic creators and builders, and they filled his small home to the point of bursting with all their projects, gadgets, and other brainchildren. The man, having a meager income, could not afford a larger space for the children to spawn their fantasies.
By A. S. Lawrence2 years ago in Fiction
