Sci Fi

The Persistence of Silence
THE PERSISTENCE OF SILENCE Architectures of the Night Shift I. THE CORROSION I am no longer who I was. I am what remains after erosion has finished speaking.
By Lorena Alonso6 months ago in Fiction
Sink Work
ACTIVE MEMORY ✦ Alon walked briskly down Nullstone Corridor, cut across Nullstone Row, and turned onto Splice Alley. Ahead, Sio’s apartment rose invitingly. She briefly considered barging in unannounced, but she had somewhere else to be.
By Guia Nocon7 months ago in Fiction
Outpost 37
Chapter 1: Win’s POV I jolted awake as the transport carrier went over a particularly steep bump in the road. I stretched and groaned. I hadn’t remembered dropping off, and now my mouth tasted like dirt.
By Alicia Anspaugh7 months ago in Fiction
Delete Social Media For 30 Days
The first thing I noticed wasn’t peace. It was silence. No notifications. No messages. No endless scroll pulling me back every five minutes.
By Tariq Pathan 7 months ago in Fiction
Madness and Missing Children Sweep Outpost 37 Colony
Headline: Madness and Missing Children Sweep Outpost 37 Colony Byline: By Alara Venn, Colonial News Network (CNN-37) Report:
By Alicia Anspaugh7 months ago in Fiction
The Memory Weaver’s Inheritance. AI-Generated.
The rain in Oakhaven didn’t fall; it dissolved. It was a fine, grey mist that tasted of copper and old data, clinging to the neon ribs of the lower district like a shroud. Elias Thorne sat in the back of The Rusty Spindle, his fingers dancing over a haptic loom that hummed with the ghosts of a thousand forgotten childhoods.
By Alpha Cortex7 months ago in Fiction
Shadow Lullaby
I had thought to kill the "evil" that was in front of me. I had grossly overestimated my own abilities. It stood above me, this nightmare made flesh. My weapons lay scattered or broken all around me, with any potentially useful pieces just out of my reach.
By Alicia Anspaugh7 months ago in Fiction
DREAMSTATE. Content Warning.
DREAMSTATE By K. R. King The cold is in my teeth before I even badge in. Not the hallway. Not the air. Inside. Root-deep, metallic—filamented, no, threaded—like something conductive has been pulled through the molars and is humming just under the threshold of sound.
By Kat King7 months ago in Fiction
Lost and Found. AI-Generated.
This story is an AI recreation of a recurring dream I had many years ago. I am not a writer so I asked AI to turn my original 1500 words I wrote down into a short story - I think it captured it very well. The Image is also generated by AI. I hope you enjoy the story - it certainly surfaces strong emotions for me as I relive the dream in my head.
By BLGardner7 months ago in Fiction
It Wasn't a Tornado...
There are nights in Oklahoma when the sky doesn’t sound like thunder. It sounds like something arriving. They call it Tornado Valley—wind that screams like a freight train, ground that trembles like it’s trying to shake something loose. But people who’ve lived there long enough know the storms don’t always behave like storms. Sometimes… they feel deliberate. That’s the night my Uncle Charlie disappeared.
By Victor Eaves7 months ago in Fiction
The Emperor's Gambit
The Emperor’s Gambit A short story loosely based on the Star Wars universe By: Stanley Komarniski It had been 20 years since Luke defeated the Emperor and saved his father from the Dark Side. The Jedi school he had started was far away from Coruscant, in the outer rim. It was the general idea that if he kept the Jedi away from the Politics in Coruscant that he could avoid the mistakes that the Jedi made in the past. At the same time, it kept the trainees from being manipulated from some of the corruption in the government.
By Stanley Komarniski7 months ago in Fiction
Breached in Hollow Space
We had the sample contained in the lab, a spherical black orb that occasionally pulsed a faint purple light. Ecstatic about the success of our mission, we were only a few hours from entering Earth's orbit after a grueling month long trip to a dead spacecraft that was orbiting the Moon.
By Annie7 months ago in Fiction