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Machine Oasis
The orange fire of the dying sun baked the world into a quiet and still submission. Nothing dared move or breathe within miles in any direction. Save a single lone figure. The dust that rose with every footstep lingered in the air for but a moment, then settled back down into leftover tattered footprints. The shoes that tracked their way through the wasted desert fell apart at the seams, small tears revealing the scabbed skin beneath. A carrion bird, nearly as big as the lone figure itself, perched on a nearby rock. The scorching rays of the sun seeped into the cracks of the mind and invaded the peace of the soul. The caws of the circling birds trembled the bones. Each step squeezed the heart a little tighter. And yet, the lone figure walked on.
By Michael Demmendaal5 years ago in Fiction
The Run of Charles Emerson
The time is 4:58 am. The farce that is Charles Emerson’s alarm isn’t set to go off for another one minute and thirty-nine seconds. It was almost twenty years ago when he last heard the screeching of this alarm clock. Okay actually it has been exactly seventeen years, two months and twenty-eight days since Charles needed the thing to wake up. Accurate statistics are important to Charles Emerson no matter how trivial they may seem to others.
By K.H.A. Wassing5 years ago in Fiction
Death Fantasy *Working Fiction*
It’s been 100 years since I made the decision to become a cyborg. The world was different then. The Earth’s destruction was imminent, so an army of scientists and intellectuals from all disciplines became cyborgs in order to save the planet. We needed more time to continue our work to save the planet and the human race. Back then, the thought was to save the top brains in humanity, to increase our literal brain power and longevity. We were successful. We saved the earth and life was allowed to continue. Ironic now that the crisis to save humanity is over, I’m no longer strictly human. Ironic that we became cyborgs to buy more time, and now we have nothing but time.
By Millie Schneider5 years ago in Fiction
Generation Xmas
This is a nightmare. It's spreading like a virus through the ship's first generation. I look at their faces in the classroom, all these bright faces, normally so studious, now filled with childish wonder and confusion at the thought of this ridiculous lie. I almost wish it were a virus, something I could deal with, control.
By Sonia Shrestha 5 years ago in Fiction
The Final Job
42 was good at his job. In fact, he was the best. Working for The Agency certainly beat any typical nine-to-five, not that many of them existed in the year 2381. The Agency was an organised society tasked with ensuring the best outcome for humanity, sending agents back in time to trim any errors and tie off loose ends. Whether this meant eliminating tyrannical dictators, tipping the scales of the stock market, or inspiring world-altering innovations, The Agency ensured that humanity would out-survive our sun. But in his recent years, 42 had begun to feel a longing for something more; for something that The Agency did not account for.
By Scott Bradbrook5 years ago in Fiction
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By Technical Ground5 years ago in Fiction
