Sci Fi
Ganymede Crying
What a thing, to know the stars. It must set light to something Within us, It must give sparkle Even to the blackest souls, The sky, each other. The darkness above us Reflecting that within us, All for but three little dots. If the universe can hold Brightness Why shouldn’t we? I can’t find the rest of Orion But I am home. – Orion’s Belt
By Elisabeth Balmon4 years ago in Fiction
Green
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. I read that on the retro Alien movie poster that was displayed in the window of the Colonial Theatre as I walked past. If it’s on a movie poster, it must be true. HAH! I chuckled to myself. Alien invasions depicted in horror movies, or in sci-fi books, are usually bloody and terrifying or insidious and premeditated. I know it to be different. How? Well that’s a story for another story. But suffice it to say that the alien invasion that I know is occurring now - right now, in the real world, as we sit here chatting - is happening slowly, constantly and right under our noses. It’s neither bloody nor terrifying, but it is insidious and may or may not be premeditated.
By Robert Shepard4 years ago in Fiction
Sol of the Damned
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say... : o Bruce He looked up at the handwritten note taped to a stainless-steel pole beside his head. He saw the words but had no idea what they could possibly mean. His brain was confused, hazy.
By Elan Cassandra4 years ago in Fiction
The Marshall and The Deputy
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. Why that particular saying popped into The Marshall's head remained a mystery. That first mystery spawned a second. Was aetherspace composed of vacuum or some other medium? To his knowledge, no one had ever done a study on it. Since he traveled through it quite often, it might be nice to know.
By Clifton Brown4 years ago in Fiction
Split
"Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say" was an old axiom any space monkey off the trawlers knew from the moment they adjusted their first thermo dial. Whether it was true or not he couldn't definitively say. Looking at the carnage before him Captain Janus Silvecki hope it wasn't true. If it was true, the mute anonymity of the universe's cruelty just made a sad situation even sadder.
By Sandra Rutledge4 years ago in Fiction
The Interrogation of Wheaton Sharpe
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. Not that it matters anyway. You don’t need to hear the noise of a scream to feel a man’s unencumbered terror. You need only see his face, a face that knows a terrible end is in store.
By Heath Kern4 years ago in Fiction




