Sci Fi
Tales from the Loom. Content Warning.
When technology finally caught up to the desire to live beyond a single lifetime, The Loom was born. It offered a person a chance to step into their own reality. Any life they imagined, complete and convincing in every detail. Inside, a year of experience was merely a minute in the real world. Their new reality around them was filled with people who could love, struggle, and die, yet the one who entered was spared from chance or tragedy. A wound, a fall, or a bullet became a miracle of survival, and only old age could bring their story to an end.
By Michael Noonabout a year ago in Fiction
The Silence of Oris – Part 1
Eric had always found the ocean comforting—until the night it answered back. He was thirty-two, a marine acoustic technician stationed at the remote research facility of Blackwater Bay. His work involved mapping sonar disturbances, tracking whales, and documenting the sounds rising from the dark Atlantic shelf. It was quiet, lonely work, but after the death of his sister two years ago, loneliness had become a tolerable companion.
By Shehzad Anjumabout a year ago in Fiction
Five Minutes in the Future
Five Minutes in the Future “A Glimpse Beyond Time and the Secrets It Holds” Ethan Cole was a man obsessed with time. Not time management, not wristwatches or calendars—time itself. He was a researcher at a small, underfunded lab tucked behind a university campus, working on a project that no one took seriously: a device that could send signals into the future.
By Muhammad Azeemullahabout a year ago in Fiction
The Emptiness Engine
The monastery of the Void Chapter was the quietest place in the known universe. It hung in the silence between stars, a simple asteroid hollowed out by centuries of meditation. Here, the monks practiced the Art of Release. They believed the cosmos was drowning in a cacophony of creation—a violent, wasteful struggle for more energy, more matter, more stuff.
By Habibullahabout a year ago in Fiction
The Forest of the Forgotten
The Council of Shadows met in the hollow of an ancient oak tree so massive that its interior could house a dozen people comfortably. Amnity had been here only twice before—once when she'd first been recognized as a healer worthy of official notice, and once when she'd requested permission to gather rare ingredients from the protected groves. Both times, the experience had left her feeling small and overwhelmed by the weight of tradition and authority that seemed to seep from the very walls.
By Parsley Rose about a year ago in Fiction
