Science fiction comes in a number of flavours: Space opera, cyberpunk, post-apocalyptic, afrofuturism, etc. My favourite of these though is hard science fiction, stories in which the science parts are made as realistic as possible. The science might be speculative, the story might feature ideas and technology that doesn’t exist yet, but they should be possible based on the science of today.
(Note: Writing prompt is taken from Publishing School)
I had just finished reading yet another book. As I closed it, the pages now witness to all the emotions I had felt while reading, I looked up. Staring at the wall trying to wrap my head around the reality that it was just a book. Only an adventure that lives in my head and the pages it was written on.
Retired Marine Colonel Sebastian “Bastion” Hills stood on the tarmac in Dover Air Force Base in Dover, Delaware. The gleaming aircraft possessed wings that jutted out like fingers. The fuselage was an electronic cigarette and the nose looked normal. No drop nose here. It was unlike any previous supersonic jet or any conventional airplane ever. This day marked the first launch.
The surface seemed like talcum powder. Soft and giving yet somehow a bit firm. Two women prepared to walk out from the Martian module and experience the landscape firsthand. One woman, Commander Wanda Vicente, stepped forward onto the soil first. Another, Command Module Pilot Floral Cheever put her boots on the surface second, a few minutes later. They scooped up samples and made note of the temperature and surroundings. Then the two women heard the hatch to the Martian module shut and lock. Martian Module Pilot Bianca Coales ventured out of the vehicle.
If there's one thing we science fiction junkies can't get enough of, it's good content. There never seems to be enough new gripping science fiction movies, TV shows, or books. We. Devour. Them.