Sci Fi
To Save the World
Jim Conway stood on a cliff overlooking the bleak desert valley that spanned beneath him, his right leg propped up on a large rock. He was leaned forward, both of his arms resting on his knee. In his right hand, he held a heart-shaped locket which contained a faded photograph of a little boy. Jim was a tall man with sharp features and stunning blue eyes, his grey hair kept short in a military crew cut.
By Sarah J Dhue5 years ago in Fiction
"Dystopia's Heart of Gold"
The aurora illuminated the night sky with a vibrant ray of glistening gold bringing in the new day just as it had every other night before it. The incandescence billowed over the land, slowly lighting the darkness as it gently poured over the forest like a chalice poured out from the east. Modest waves of purple danced among the gold in the sky for but the briefest moment. The musty air was redolent of tree sap, dirt, and algae, and the fog that was always so prevalent enveloped everything in its path. An almost symphonic eruption of sound resounded in the distance.
By Autumn Rain5 years ago in Fiction
The Locket
Sam willed his feet to move. The oppressive heat seemed to sap any and all energy he had and yet he plodded on. This, it seemed, had become his new “normal”. Sam raised his head slightly wincing as the sun’s direct glare that assaulted his eyes. The horizon was obliterated by the rippling heat waves emanating from the roadway ahead. A quick glance behind him revealed the same dancing golden waves and also confirmed he was still alone.
By Ian Langmann5 years ago in Fiction
Walk The Depths With Me
He had always loved the sea. His cheeks rosy and bitten by the cold, but he didn’t care, the wind whipping his baby blonde hair in a sudden updraught. She would always remember him like this, chubby cheeked, barely five years old in the sweater she had knit him from what remnants of wool and thread she could salvage from worn out socks.
By Greta Peden5 years ago in Fiction
Zorgolithia
Most people don't want to see the reason that their world fell apart; instead, they choose to believe that everything is fine and that there is nothing they could do to save a failing world. It happened on Earth, and it is about to happen on my planet....all because of a heart-shaped locket. But I'm jumping ahead of myself. Let me introduce myself and share the history and downfall of my people.
By Jaime Strohl 5 years ago in Fiction
Water War
In the year 8059, the shortage of water on Earth has reached a crisis point. Humans can no longer move freely, with strict government measures in place to control the population in order to manage the available water supply. All free sources of water are gone, either dried-up naturally or drained in a global collection process that began in the year 3009 after numerous environmental disasters set governments to stockpiling whatever water was available to them. Larger bodies of water that survive, like the world's remaining oceans, are under constant armed guard and are harvested and monetized by nations, just as oil once had been before the global supply declined around 4020.
By Aaron Heller5 years ago in Fiction
A Loud, Roar, and Boom
A loud roar, then crack, and boom abruptly hoisted Ana's eyelids from their resting place. It was followed by Ana springing off the bed and getting quickly dressed in jeans and a hoodie. When she walked out of the small home she shared with her aunt it was morning twilight, and saw that most, if not all of her neighbors emerged from their homes awaken by what she assumed was the same disturbance. They walked towards each other, some of the men still in their underwear, and commiserated between their homes. Ana's next door neighbor, William, who had managed to put shorts on but nothing else, had come out of his home, stared directly at the weak sun and breathed heavily in then out, with a small puff of smoke quickly evaporating from his mouth. He looked over to Ana and smiled, then walked to a talking distance from her.
By Eduardo Moya5 years ago in Fiction
