Sci Fi
Digital Euphoria
The howls of the mutant horde echoed off empty brownstone apartment blocks. The crack of their rifles rippled through the concrete ruins of upper Manhattan. The wulves hunted me and I could barely hear the chilling din of the mob over the frantic beating of my heart.
By Christopher Gregg5 years ago in Fiction
Secrets of the Sun
“What do you mean you’ve never left the Westward Borough!?” Cahya demanded. Skuggi’s shoulders slumped and he smiled sheepishly. He seemed torn between the embarrassment of admitting to a lie and the panic of shooting away from the only place he’d ever lived.
By Beth Vaught5 years ago in Fiction
Possession.
Part 1 Moss is softer, quieter in the rain. The boy’s shoes made no sound as he stepped into the clearing. Above him swayed a ring of black pines, the highest losing form as they met the heavy clouds. It was not dark. Two beams shot through the forest, making bars on the moss where shadow hit the ground. The boy stayed behind the bars as he stepped forward. The truck was audible now, it’s idling engine puttering above the sound of rain on pine. The boy lowered himself in line with a downed tree beside the road. The truck was empty. In the distance, the boy could make out the hazy silhouettes of two men and a dog. One held an umbrella, the other, a flashlight. They scanned the trees. The boy slid over the log and, crouching, began to make his way across the wide dirt road.
By Miles Gibson5 years ago in Fiction
Down Below
The ground fell. “Watch out… Looks like they’ve been here too.” Mark whispered; his voice dropping towards the end. Lea sighed. “Yeah. Let’s be more careful. There may be more of these.” Mark side eyed her and walked ahead. Lea scoffed at his arrogance and followed suit.
By Alex Pineda5 years ago in Fiction
Hazeline
Tyken stepped onto the balcony, taking in the morning sunlight. As usual, the sky was undercast. Tyken couldn’t remember the last time he had seen the earth through the haze, as he had often seen during the storms of his youth. Now, storms didn’t even blow across the land, despite the fact that this city had once be renowned for them.
By Spencer Van Leeuwen5 years ago in Fiction
The Traveler
“Come traveler, pull up a seat and let me tell you of a tale. This is a tale that most know yet continue to disregard and ignore.” The hooded traveler, that the old and frail man was talking to, stood still, and weighed what the old man’s tale could be about. “Come, sit, and rest those weary bones of yours.”
By Colin Gleason5 years ago in Fiction
A Family Affair
It was all he had ever wanted: to be in that cockpit, slicing through the heavens. Even in his final moment, he was grateful. He had graduated top of his class from the Naval Academy twenty-eight years earlier with a chest full of medals and the admiration of superiors and subordinates alike. It was one of the greatest moments of his life, second only to the birth of his child and only marginally more overwhelming than the moment he breathed, “I do.” More awe-inspiring than overwhelming, when he thought about it. As a matter of course, he didn't get overwhelmed. Not when he first saw it, and not when he realized it was the end.
By Dietrich Fravor5 years ago in Fiction
