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Records of the Future Perfect
Asteres, singular noun: The official term for what is now commonly referred to as space-time traveller on any of the four Asteres missions. Date of first known usage – bA. 2040, Dr. L. Robinson, ‘Records of the Future Perfect: The History of the Last Asteres Mission’.
By Tilly Nevin6 years ago in Futurism
Tale of a Talent Trial
Hundreds of glowing fairies in every shade of the rainbow fluttered above the stage, creating vivid streaks of color as they flitted this way and that. The swarms coalesced into a cloud and as the swirling colors began to descend, began to take the shape of a minuscule purple and blue dragon.
By Bill Fortney Jr6 years ago in Futurism
The Power
The day had come. Nyah would finally become a magician. Or at least placed in one of the magical clans to train. She had waited for her key for weeks and had just been about to give up hope when one day the rusty, old key laid there on her doormat. The delay in the key’s arrival had caused her to have all kinds of emotions and she had started questioning herself. Could she be the black sheep of the family? The one without any magic in her soul? Relief had coursed through her when she saw the key followed by excitement and a little nausea. Attached to it had been a brown note stating only a time and a place but Nyah knew what it was. It was her invitation to the room with the hundred doors. The test that would place her in one of the nine magical clans.
By Astrid Skillingstad6 years ago in Futurism
The Little Black Book of Magic
David was thrilled. He had been to a yard sale in a small, sleepy town in Wiltshire. A big brown box had attracted his attention and his instinct for a treasure hunt was rising. He purchased the box contents unseen. The anticipation of what was in the box was giving him a good feeling as he drove home.
By Fiona Lawley6 years ago in Futurism
The Witch of the Broken Computer
Shifty was a pink woollen rabbit whose creator crocheted him under dubious artistic inspiration. He was intended to be cute, but his limbs turned out too short, and his wiry blue whiskers conveyed no capacity for fun. His ears twisted this way and that like a long joke with a disappointing punchline. His beady eyes gave him a cold, sociopathic stare, like he had no soul.
By Kati Bumbera6 years ago in Futurism
What will he do.
Once there was a man who lived so far away he had no neighbors. His shadow was his best friend with whom he would dance. When the sun went down the shadow would go away. The man built a fire to bring the shadow back. The shadow carried the firewood.
By Stephen Kerst6 years ago in Futurism
A Letter From Elijah
Ralph tensed when a light knock came at his bedroom door. He covered his eyes with his arm, and heard the door peek open. “Honey, some nice men looking for Elijah want to talk to you,” his mother said. “They found something of his, and want to ask you some questions. I can tell them to come another time if you don’t feel like it.”
By Hudson Maness6 years ago in Futurism
The Wrong Ingredient
It was the Dragon King's royal wedding and he was marrying a beautiful princess from far away. He was a proud young king who had to have the best! For his perfect bride, he must have the perfect everything including the most perfect wedding cake! Now there was only one special baker in the entire kingdom who could make this perfect wedding cake. A middle aged man sat happily in his kitchen icing his favorite macaroons. He smiled. Finally after all that work he sat back and admired his lovely desserts, what a work of art they were!
By Liz Horvath6 years ago in Futurism
A Kindness
Jingle, jingle! I awoke with a start. I opened my eyes to see my room as it had always been: books on shelves, models of aeronautics hanging from the ceiling, art supplies and legos strewn about my desk and floor, clothes crumpled everywhere. Nothing amiss. I closed my eyes again.
By Declan Meagher6 years ago in Futurism
